I glorify Ýa˘kara, the Lord of KŒÜ¶ (the modern VŒrŒ˜as¶), the Consort of GirijŒ (HimŒlaya’s Daughter), the storehouse of good qualities, the Destroyer of Cupid, worthy of all praise, shining like a conchshell or the moon, most handsome of person, clad in a tiger’s skin, decked with dreadful ornaments in the shape of deadly serpents, fond of the Ga˘gŒ and the moon, the allayer of the sins of the Kali age and the celestial tree yielding the fruit of Blessedness for the mere asking. (2)