his consort and the pet daughter of Daksha, seeing the gods
attending the yaga with great jubilation, pleaded with her lord co
attend it; but Lord Siva vehemently turned it down on the plea that
her father willfully neglected him in not sending the invitation. A
deliberate malevolent act! Inexcusable on any count!! By anyone for
that matter!!! Sati persisted, but Siva remained firm like rock.
Much against her Lord's displeasure, Sati went presuming that her
father would relent on seeing her, or hearing her word. But the ego-centred
Dhaksha rose like fire resembling to that of the tongues of fire on
pouring ghee, and insulted her in the most vituperative language
-"Siva a beggar, a sentinel at the burial ground, uncouth
mountain-dweller", unbecoming on the part of person of his
position; unworthy of a treatment ever meted out by a father to
daughter, and undeserving to the status of a high dignitary holding
an august office among the Trimurthis.