The tapasya that out-practised the ascetic
Tale 1 of 4When Kama's arrow ended in ash, the teenaged princess drew the only conclusion that mattered: Shiva would never be attracted. He could only be equalled. She left the palace for the mountain and began austerities that alarmed the austerity-hardened sages who watched: summers inside four fires with the sun as the fifth, winters standing in freezing streams, then one meal of leaves, until she gave up even leaves, and the worlds named her Aparna, 'she who ate not even a leaf'.
A young brahmachari arrived one day and tested her with eloquent slander of Shiva: the ash-smeared, snake-wearing, homeless beggar. Was HE worth a princess's life? Parvati's reply closed the argument and the disguise: one does not love glory; one loves truth, whatever it wears. The student dropped his form; it was Shiva, won by a will as absolute as his own, where the body Kama aimed at had failed. Their wedding brought the whole cosmos to the mountain, and Himavan's palace learned, delightedly, that the groom's family was every being in existence.
Told in: Kumarasambhava; Shiva Purana




