In the hoary past when the gods and men moved together, there was a man who had married a goddess. One day the god, the man’s father-in-law, came down to earth and asked him to go hunting together. After they had walked for a while, the god said to the man: “I’ll take the dog and go down to the stream. Will you stay up here in this hill?”
The god went uphill and down dale, crossed streams and looked for the tracks of animals, but he found none. At last, he went back to the man and asked, “Did you see any animal?”
“No,” said the man, “Not a creature.”
But the dog kept sniffing the ground where the man stood.
“Tell me if you have caught an animal and kept it hidden,” said the god.
The god took the bird and tore it to pieces. He made an offering of tiny pieces of bird meat to all the gods in the four quarters of heaven and then gave a piece to the man to take home.
The man found his wife at her loom. He threw down the bird meat to her saying, in disgust, “Here is your father’s kill.”
Hit by the tiny piece of meat, the loom broke into seven pieces. A piece of the loom fell upon her leg and the goddess was hurt.
When the god learnt how the man had behaved, he decided he would have nothing more to do with men. So, the man was invited to heaven for the last visit, and when he came, the god made him drink chhyang (Nepali rice beer) until he was dead drunk. The god then took his daughter away and hid her. The man was taken back to the earth.
When, many hours later, the man became sober, he found himself alone in his home; his wife was nowhere. He didn’t know how he could live without her, and he lamented loud and long.
Having punished the man for his thoughtlessness, the god took pity upon him. He came down to earth and said to the man, “Now you had better clear the bush and grow your food.”
“But where can I get the seed? I have none,” said the man.
The god sent for a mouse and said to it: “The man needs some seeds to grow his food. Will you go and bring him some from beyond the seven seas?”
“But what shall I get in return?” asked the mouse.
The god said, “Bring him the seeds first and you shall have your reward.”
“Now, give me my reward,” said the mouse.
Said the god: “You shall be the lord of the farm and the granary. You shall be the first to taste the fruits of man’s labour. He may eat only after you have eaten. He will try to get rid of you and your offspring. He will lay traps and he will use poison. Yet your offspring shall multiply a hundred thousand times.”