The Brahmins said: O blessed one, we do not care even slightly for our lives or for our woman folk who have become deformed. But that irreproachable omnipresent trident-bearing and pināka-holding lord has been censured and cursed by us out of ignorance, though our power to curse was rendered ineffective by his mere looking at us. O lord of Devas, you should now tell us the procedure for renunciation in order to see the terrible lord, the chief of Devas, the god with the matted hair.