Lagan baachi aj sabahi sunaai, harashe muni sab sur samudaai;
Suman brushti nabh baajan baaje, mangal kalas dasahu disi saaje;
Lage savaaran sakal sur baahan bibidh bimaan, hohi sagun mangal subhada karahi apacharan gaan.
Shankarji’s procession began to get ready for the wedding. The demi-gods decorated their vehicles. They wore elegant clothes and ornaments. Their wives sang melodious and auspicious songs. However, nobody attended to Shivji who is reciting his mantra on a mala. Shivji’s followers thought that no one is getting our boss ready and are busy attending to them when it is actually our boss getting married. So, Shivji’s followers decided to dress Shivji.
Shivahi Sambhu gan karahi singaara.
Firstly, Shivji’s followers gave Shivji a bath with Gangaji flowing from his matted hair. Then, two followers went to the crematorium, brought warm and fresh ashes and applied it on Shivji’s body. Shivji wore a tiger skin.
Jataa mukut ahi moru savaara.
Shivji’s matted locks were formed into a crown and decked with a crest of serpents. A trident and a damaru (a small drum shaped like an hour glass) adorned his hands, the sacred thread was also replaced by a serpent and he wore a garland of heads. Nandiji was dressed as well. Shivji’s attire is inauspicious but he is the abode of compassion.
The procession now left. The wives of the demi-gods saw Shivji and smiled secretly. They all felt ashamed to walk with Shivji but hesitated to tell him to walk separately as he was the bridegroom and could feel bad and walk away. At that time,
Vishnu kahaa as bihasi tab boli sakal disiraaj, bilag bilag hoi chalahu sab nij-nij sahit samaj.
Lord Vishnu called all the leaders, smiled and told them to march separately with their own processions. This way, Shankarji’s group was separated automatically and left at the end of the whole procession. The demi-gods marched ahead thinking that if Shivji’s group was at the front, no one will welcome them at his father-in-law’s.
Shankarji rode behind on Nandi with Shringi, Bhringi and two other followers. Shankarji asked, “Shringi, Bhringi, why has everyone separated from us?”
Shringi and Bhringi replied, “Lord, the question is not why they have separated. The question is why were they with us until now? Lord, the world is not capable of walking with us.”
“But, Shringi and Bhringi, this is my wedding and it doesn’t look nice that only four people walk with me in my procession”.
“That’s true. So what’s your command sire?”
“Send an invitation to all the ghosts, spirits and goblins in all the crematoriums and cemeteries in the world. Tell them it’s their master’s wedding so they must all attend now.”
Shringi and Bhringi obeyed the command via chanting the appropriate mantras and all the ghosts and spirits arrived. There were African and Indian ghosts. There were also American ghosts greeting everyone, “Hi! How are you?” The gathering was so large that all the combined groups together of the demi-gods looked small.
Tan kheen kou ati peen pavan jou apavan gati dhare, bhooshan karaal kapaal kar sab saghya sonit tan bhare,
khar svaan suar srukaal mukh gan besh aganit ko gane, bahu jinas pret pisaach jogi jamaat barnat nahi bane.
Naachahi gaavahi geet param tarangi bhoot sab, dekhat ati biparit bolahi bachan vichitra bidhi.
The wives of the demi-gods smiled at one another and said that now the procession matched the bridegroom.