Hearing this, king Bhangasvana, who was living as an ascetic woman, burning with grief and began to bewail. The king of the gods, viz., Indra, assuming the form of a Brahmana, came where the ascetic lady was living, and meeting her, said you having a beautiful face, with what grief do you burn so that you are thus bewailing? Seeing the Brahmana, the lady told। him in a piteous tone.
युष्माकं पैतृकं राज्यं भुज्यते तापसात्मजैः। इन्द्रेण भेदितास्ते तु युद्धेऽन्योन्यमपातयन्।॥ तच्छुत्वा तापसी चापि संतप्ता प्ररुरोद ह। ब्राह्मणच्छद्मनाभ्येत्य तामिन्द्रोऽथान्वच्छत॥