Demon on the Hill

In a dark, gloomy cave, upon a high, steep hill, lived the wicked demon Bhasmasura. Such was his magical power, that if he touched anyone’s head, the person turned to ash and fell down dead! “Who’ll help us,” the people cried. A small voice spoke up, “To the demon, Bhasma, please let me go. I know what to do, I’m sure I know.” “Oh Mohini, you foolish child! How can you save us from Bhasma, the wild?” But Mohini shook her head, she listened to no one. And, off she went—over the mountains and hills; till she came to the cave, ghostly and chill. Read this story in verse to discover how clever Mohini killed Bhasmasura.