The Śiva Mahā Purāṇa often delights in paradox.
Śiva, the ash-smeared ascetic who owns nothing, forms his closest friendships not with kings or scholars but sometimes with those who come seeking everything.
One such story is that of Vaiśravaṇa, later known to the world as Kubera, the lord of wealth.
Born into a lineage of sages, Vaiśravaṇan understood something subtle early on: ŚIva is pleased not by extravagance, but by sincerity. Even the simple act of lighting lamps in Śiva’s temple gladdens him. With this understanding, Vaiśravaṇa left for Kāśī, the beloved city of Śiva, and began intense tapas.
For years, he repeated the mantras of the Eleven Rudras with unwavering focus. His penance was so severe that his body thinned to skin and bone. Eventually, moved by such devotion, ŚIva appeared with Pārvatī, radiant beyond description, and spoke gently:
“I am pleased. Ask for a boon.”
Dazzled by the overwhelming radiance, he shut his eyes and, turning inward, addressed the Lord of lords; he who lies beyond the grasp of the mind, praying that his eyes might be granted the power to behold the feet of Śiva.
Having been granted the power of divine vision, the ascetic opened his eyes. At first, the only form revealed to him was Umā, standing beside Śiva. The sight filled him with wonder.
He reflected upon her beauty and pondered what austerities she must have performed to stand so near to Śiva; penances that seemed to surpass even his own. Overcome by awe, he spoke repeatedly of her form, her affection, her fortune, and the splendour that surrounded her.
As he continued to gaze upon the Goddess and voice these praises again and again, his left eye suddenly failed, unable to endure the vision before it.
Seeing this, the Goddess questioned Śiva as to why the ascetic kept gazing at her and speaking as though her presence magnified his penance, and why, with his remaining eye, he lingered upon her beauty and fortune.
Śiva responded with gentle laughter, assuring her that there was no jealousy or ill intent, for the ascetic was in truth her own son, and his words were praises of her austere glory.
Turning back to the ascetic, Śiva declared himself pleased with the intensity of his tapas and granted him his boon. He ordained that the ascetic would become lord of treasures, ruler of the Yakṣas and Kinnaras, and a giver of wealth to the worlds.
Their friendship, Śiva affirmed, would endure eternally, and he would dwell near Alakā so their closeness would never fade. He then asked the son of Yajñadatta to approach the Goddess, bow before her in joy, and recognize her as his mother.
ŚIva then requested Umā to bless him. Moved by his words, Pārvatī bestowed her grace, blessing the ascetic with unwavering devotion to Śiva. Marked by the loss of one eye, she named him Ekapiṅga, and declared that all Śiva’s boons would bear fruit, and that he would henceforth be known as Kubera.
Thus, Kubera attained not only lordship over wealth but enduring friendship with Śiva. Near Alakā rose Kailāsa, Śiva’s abode, a living sign of their closeness. From severe penance in Kāśī emerged not only sovereignty and riches, but the rare grace of friendship with Maheśvara himself.
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Namah Śivāya.
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