Nandīśvara said:— On hearing his words, lndra’s eyes turned red with fury. He raised his terrible thunderbolt and threatened the boy with dire consequences.
Then Śiva, the lord of Pārvatī, the dīspeller of darkness appeared in front. As though enlivening him with gentle strokings he said:—“Stand up. Stand up. May good come up to you.”
Opening his eyes resembling the lotus that had gone to sleep at the end of the day and getting up, he saw Śiva shining more brilliantly than hundred suns.