Nahusha fell into the trap. "What a grand idea! Your imagination is wonderful. It pleases me exceedingly. It is but meets that the great rishis should carry me, who am blessed with the powers of absorbing the energy of those on whom my eyes fall.

I shall do exactly as you have wished,"said he, and sent her back home. Theinfatuated Nahusha called the rishis and bade them carry him on their shoulders.

At this sacrilege, the three worlds were aghast and trembled. But worse was to come as the palanquin was carried along. Inflamed with thoughts of the beautiful Sachidevi waiting for him, Nahusha was impatient to reach her soon.

So he began goading the rishi-bearers of his palanquin to go faster and he went so far in his mad wickedness as to kick Agastya, one of the bearers, saying"sarpa, sarpa." ('Sarpa' means 'to move' but‘sarpa' is also serpent.) The insanity of lust and arrogance had reached its culmination- Nahusha's cup of iniquity was full.