Markandeyapurana 13.6

13.6

tatsamparkādaśeṣāṇāṃ nābhavadyātanā nṛṇām /
mama cāpi yathā svarge svargiṇāṃ nirvṛtiḥ parā //

On a sudden a wind blew on me there, bringing gladness, deliciously cool, issuing from out of a pitcher of meal and sand.[1] Through contact with it all the men were relieved of their torments, and I too gained a bliss supreme, such as the celestial beings enjoy in Svarga. And with eyes fixed in a wide gaze of joy, in wonder at what this was, we saw at hand a peerless perfect man; and Yama’s dire servant, staff in hand, like Indra’s thunderbolt, was showing the path in front, and a voice came saying “come hither!” Then that man seeing the hell filled with hundreds of tortures, moved with compassion, addressed that servant of Yama.