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"This moment, you are pure Mahasati for me. Let's go." On this, the bride (Vidyaadhari) said, bowing, "My dear, with reverence, I praise the wise Gandhari. All the people went and destroyed the world, with the ghee of 'Jivdaya' (compassion for living beings) and the wind of auspicious results, they lit the lamp of the revered Ratishena Muni. He gave his lineage (succession) to Gunapal and, with the abundant smoke of the house-wealth-jewel, I am burnt by the flame of tapas. My dear, the burnt Lokapal (protector of the world) has become a renunciate. I am pure like a golden rod, destroying the desire for intoxication and lust, and fulfilling the burden of vows. " ||15||
The master took initiation with four sons. But I, being attached to the youngest son, Kumar Kubera, am here. I see the face of the son who is laughing with Prabha.
The house-wealth-jewel, he was loved by Kubera's wife, Priyadatta. She gave her daughter, Kubera Sri, to him, leaving all other kings. She did not tire from hundreds of pleas. Then, the beloved freed that Vidyaadhari. There, those women, performing hundreds of auspicious acts, gave her away. ||16|| Both became renunciates and came to this city, wandering. The Muni is staying in a beautiful place outside, and the Aryika (Vidyaadhari) who has come home, has told me, in every way, the beautiful and detached story of the secret mystery, which Kubera Priya asked her son, condemning the pleasure-relationship of the senses, and the human form through the pigeon analogy. In every way, the beloved listened to her and, going out, bowed to her. He who obtains her through devotion,