Krishna smiled. "Is this all? Have it then," he said, and
proceeded on his journey.
One day Utanga was very thirsty and, unable to find water anywhere in
thedesert, he bethought himself of the boon he had received.
As soon as be did this, anishada appeared before him, clothed in filthy
rags; he had five hunting hounds in leash and a water-skin strapped to his shoulder.
The nishada grinned at Utanga and saying, "You seem to be thirsty.
Here is water for you," offered the bamboo spout of his water-skin to the brahmana to
drink from.
Utanga, looking at the man and his dogs and his water skin, said in
disgust: "Friend, I do not need it, thank you." Saying this, he thought of
Krishna and reproached him in his mind: "Indeed, was this all the boon you gave
me?"
The outcaste nishada pressed Utanga over and over again to quench his
thirst, but it only made Utanga more and more angry and he refused to drink. The hunter
and his dogs disappeared.