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There used to be a king named Ashvapati who ruled in the kingdom of Madra. Ashvapati had no sons.  He therefore began  to  pray to  the  goddess  Savitri  so  that  he  might  have  a son.  He performed thousands and thousands of yajnas. Eventually the goddess appeared before the king and said, ―You will not have a son. But I am going to grant you a daughter.‘ The daughter was named Malati. But since she was born as a result of a boon received from the goddess Savitri, she was more popularly known as Savitri. When Savitri grew up, she was married to Satyavana, the  son  of  King  Dyumatsena.  The  sage  Narada  once  came  to  visit  them  and  told  them.

―Satyavana is going to die within a year.‖  Hearing this, Savitri and Satyavana went off to the

forest to prepare themselves for the impending death.

When only four days of the appointed life span were left, Savitri observed a religious rite that has now become famous savitri rata. Amongst other things, this involved fasting for a period of three days On the fourth and final day, Satyavana went to collect fodder, roots and fruits in the dense part of the forest and Savitri also accompanied her husband. When they were tired, Savitri sat down beside a pond to rest. Satyavana continued to collect fodder and firewood near the pond. While he was thus engaged, he started to suffer from a splitting headache. ―Savitri,‖ he said, ―I cannot bear this pain any longer. Let me rest for a while with my head in your lap.‖  While Satyavana was resting with his head on Savitri‘s lap, Yama arrived to claim Satyavana. Yama‘s complexion was dark and he was dressed entirely in yellow. His crown was golden. Armlets graced his arms and necklaces hung around his neck.

In each human body there is an entity that is only the size of a finger in length. This is the part of the body that is claimed by Yama and taken to his abode. When this is done, only the dead body is left. Yama tied up Satyavana‘s minute body in a noose and prepared to take it to his abode. But when Yama left, Savitri followd him. ―Where do you think you are going?‖ asked yama. ―I am following my husband,‖ replied Savitri. ―There is no greater duty for a wife than serving her husband.  Since my husband  is  leaving,  I have  to  leave  with  him.‖ ―I am  pleased  at  your devotion,‖ said Yama. ―Ask for a boon and I shall grant it to you. The only thing that you cannot ask for is that Satyavana be brought back to life.‖ ―My father-in-law has become blind,‖ replied Saviti. ―He can therefore no longer be the king. Please grant me the boon that his eyesight is restored so that he can become the king again.‖ ―I grant you that.‖ Said Yama.

―Now please return. You will unnecessarily get tired if you follow me.‖ ―How I can get tired if I follow you?‖ asked Savitri. ―You are the chief of all the gods. Is it possible to get tired if one follows you?‖ ―That pleases me even more,‖ said Yama. ―Ask for another boon. But under no circumstances are you allowed to ask that Satyavana be brought back to life.‖ ―My father has no sons,‖ replied Savitri. ―Please grant me the boon that he may have a hundred sons.‖ ―I grant you that,‖ said Yama. ―Now return. Go and perform your husband‘s funeral rites. Serve your parents and parents-in-law well. You are unnecessarily tiring yourself by following me around.‖

―I  thank you for your advice.‖ Replied Savitri. ―But  I have already told you that I cannot possibly get tired. You are the lord of dharma, the lord of righteousness. Can one possibly tire oneself by following such a person?‖ ―Your devotion is truly amazing,‖ ―Ask for another boon. But do not ask for Satyavana‘s life.‖ ―Please grant me the boon that Satyavana and I may have a hundred sons,‖  requested Savitri. Yama granted the boon without thinking and Savitri then pointed out that what Yama had agreed to would be impossible if Satyavana died. Yama had no option but to restore Satyavana to life. Yama blessed Savitri and went away. In due course, Satyavana and Savitri had a hundred sons named that Malvas. Savitri is a model for all devoted wives to follow.