Prince Surapadman? asked a surprise Bhagirath.' Here ! Yes your Highness. Said siamantak, worried. Bhagirath turned towards Shiva,The Neelhkanth nodded.The prince of Ayodhya turned towards siamantak.' Let prince Surapadman in,' moments later a dashing figure marched in. Tall, well - built and swarthy, Surapadman sported handle bar moustache and smoothly oiled and curled up at the edges.His well- maintained hair was long and neatly arranged under an extravagant yet tasteful crown.He wore an ochre dhoti with a white angvastram, sober for a Chandravanshi royal. There were numerous battle scars on his body,a sing of pride on any Kshatriya. He walked straight up to Shiva, went down on his haunches and touched the Neelhkanth,s feet with his head.My lord,it is an honour to finally have your presence in India.,....