All of a sudden Sathyavantha
perspired. His head ached as if it would be shattered into a thousand pieces.
" he called out.
Savithri sprang to her feet and raced to him.
Sathyavantha Savithri, I have a dreadful headache, which I Cannot bear. My body
is perspiring and I feel as if my head is about to burst.
Savithri My lord, you are too tired. You have been cutting the wood. Your
headache will be gone if you rest for a while. Lie down with your head in my lap and sleep
for some time.
Savithri took her husbands head in her lap.
The next moment there appeared a dark, mighty figure near the feet of Sathyavantha. He
was Yamadahrmaraja, the God of Death.
Savithri laid her husbands head on the ground and stood up. She bowed down to
that figure. With great reverence she asked, "Lord who are you? Why have you come
Yamadharmaraja, the God of Death, is not visible to the eyes of ordinary persons. But
Savithri was deeply devoted to her husband and she had performed many rigorous religious
rites. Therefore it was possible for her to see Yama.
Yama told Savithri the truth.
Yama: - My daughter! Today your husbands life has come to an end. I am Yama. I
have come here to take away his life. I am visible to your eyes and I have answered your
question because of your spiritual power.
Yamadharmaraja tied up the life of Sathyavantha in his leash. At once
Sathyavanthas life left his body. Yama went southward. He travelled a short distance
and looked back.