Mara told the king that until that evening there was no sign of the coming rain, but at dusk, the sky darkened all of a sudden. Raindrops started battering his roof and at midnight the wind rocked his hut. He came out of his hut and saw a terrifying sight. Veda was thundering down the mountain, and the wind shook the earth. When he went to the edge of the water, the waves rose to a man’ height and hammered at the bank; the water level was just a hair’ breadth below the shore. It appeared as though it might heave and flow over.
