With deep reverence, salutations were offered to the Supreme Lord—the soul of all principles: the unmanifest, the great, the elements, the senses, the subtle elements, and the mighty one. Again, homage was paid to the eternal soul, who is everlasting, meaningful, subtle, conscious, pure, and all-powerful. The Lord was praised in all the three worlds, at the farthest reaches of heaven, in every state from becoming onward, at the ends of truth, among the great ones, and throughout the four realms. With humility, the devotee prayed, “O Lord, in this hymn of praise, whatever I have spoken rightly or wrongly, as your devotee and one devoted to Brahman, please forgive me for all of it.” Sūta continued the tale: Thus, after worshipping the Lord of gods—Īśāna, the blue-red one—and bowing to him as Brahman with joined palms, the devotee spoke these words. Pleased, Bhava touched Kāvyā’s body with his hand, granting her the divine vision she desired, and then vanished from sight. When the great Lord disappeared, his attendant Jayantī, standing with joined palms, addressed Kāvyā: “Who are you, O fortunate one? To whom do you belong? Why are you sorrowful when I am in distress? Endowed with great austerity, for what purpose do you protect me?” She continued, “By your constant devotion, humility, self-restraint, and affection, O beautiful-hipped, lovely-complexioned one, I am pleased with you. What do you desire, O best of women? What is your wish? Let it be fulfilled today, even if it is most difficult to obtain.” Thus addressed, Jayantī replied, “You should know by your austerity what I intend, for you, established in Brahman, truly know my purpose.” Perceiving her intention with his divine sight, he said, “O best of women, you are the wife of Indra, who has come here for my benefit. O beautiful-hipped, radiant one, you wish to be united with me here, unseen by all beings, for ten years. O fair-eyed one, resembling the color of Indra’s fire, choose this boon from me, O sweet-spoken one.” “So be it. Let us go to the house, O intoxicated-eyed one,” she replied. Then, coming to his own house, the Lord was together with Jayantī. With her, the divine lady, he remained for ten years, unseen by all beings, enveloped by his own illusion. After this period, when Kāvyā had fulfilled his purpose, all the sons of Diti joyfully approached his house, eager to see him. But when they arrived, they could not see their teacher, for he was concealed by Jayantī’s power. Realizing his kindness, they returned the way they had come. Meanwhile, Bṛhaspati, knowing that Kāvyā was obstructed, acted for the sake of his father, and for ten years, desiring Jayantī’s welfare, he took action. Understanding the interval, and as if prompted by the Daityas, he assumed the form of Kāvyā and addressed the Asuras. Seeing them assembled, Bṛhaspati spoke, “Welcome, my sacrificers! I have come for your benefit. I will teach you; the knowledge has indeed been attained by me.” Delighted, the Asuras approached him to learn. At that time, as the ten-year period ended and his desires were fulfilled, Kāvyā departed, his intellect renewed. At the end of this period, his daughter Devayānī was born, and she resolved to observe the sacrificers. Kāvyā said to her, “O goddess, let us go to see your sacrificers, O pure-smiling one, O virtuous lady with wandering gaze and three-colored, wide eyes.” Devayānī replied, “Serve the devotees, O great vow-holder; this, O Brahman, is the dharma of the good. I will not violate your dharma.” Then, having gone and seen the Asuras, the wise teacher of the gods—deceiving them by taking Kāvyā’s form—spoke to the Asuras: “Know me as Kāvyā, O child; this is indeed Aṅgiras on earth. Alas, you Dānavas have been deceived by me, who possess power.” Hearing these words, the sons of Diti became confused. They looked at both—the fair and the dark—each with pure smiles, but all stood bewildered, unable to grasp what had happened. While they were thus confused, Kāvyā spoke again: “I am your teacher, Kāvyā; this is the teacher of the gods, Aṅgiras. All of you follow me, abandon Bṛhaspati.” But the Asuras looked at both, unable to distinguish between them. Bṛhaspati then said, “This confused one is Aṅgiras; I am Kāvyā, the guru of the Daityas. This form is Bṛhaspati. He deludes me with his own form, O Asuras.” Hearing this, the Asuras deliberated among themselves. “For ten years, this lord has continually ruled; this twice-born one seeks to take the place of our teacher.” Then all the Dānavas, bowing down and offering respect, accepted his words, having been deluded by long habit. All the Asuras, their eyes red with anger, declared, “This is our well-wishing teacher; you go, you are not our guru. Let this one be the Bhārgava or the Āṅgirasa, but he is not our guru; we remain under his command. You go, do not delay, O good one.” Having spoken thus, all the Asuras approached Bṛhaspati. When they did not accept him, he spoke that great, beneficial advice. The Bhārgava (Kāvyā) became angry at their arrogance, for although he had instructed them, the Dānavas did not honor him.