Matsyapurana 38.22

38.22

tairākhyātāṃ bhavatāṃ yajñabhūmiṃ samīkṣya caināmahamāgato 'smi
havirgandhair darśitāṃ yajñabhūmiṃ dhūmāpāṅgaṃ parigṛhya pratītām //

Yayâti.—“First, I became a king of an extensive Empire; afterwards, through my virtue, I lived in the region of Mahat, for a thousand years; and from that place I passed to higher spheres where I lived for another ten centuries in the enchanting realm of Indra, which is four hundred kośa in extent and has a thousand gateways; whence I went to still higher regions. Then I passed one thousand years in the divine and ageless realm of Prajâpati, which is inaccessible [even to the Devas and Lokapâlas.] Afterwards, according to the will of the God of Gods and conquering several spheres, I lived there, according to my choice, venerated by the handsome and illustrious Devas equal in glory and lustre to the gods; after which, I went and spent ten thousand years in the pleasure-garden called Nandana the Kâma-rûpi, where I enjoyed the bloom of the flowers along with the captivating faces of the Gandharvas and the nymphs. Thus I enjoyed there for a considerable length of time, until a ferocious attendant of the God, came and said loudly, ‘Throw him down, throw him down.’ At that very instant, I fell from the heaven, but as I fell from Nandana, I heard the voice of the Devas who said, ‘This pious king Yayâti is falling with the loss of his virtue,’ at which I requested them to show their clemency by letting me fall amongst the good on a sacred soil; and in this way, I have come to this land of sacrifices of yours, guided thereto by the smell of incense and of the offerings made to the fire.”—14-22.