The frightened Yadavas wondered if the second part of the curse of the sages would also come true. Would the mace be the cause of their destruction? They did not know what to do. After discussion, they decided that the best thing was to smash the mace, grind it into powder and scatter it. So, they reduced the mace to dust and scattered it in the sea. Nothing happened, so they felt very pleased that they had overcome the danger. Many seasons passed and summers and winters and the rains came and went. The rain also fell along the beaches where the Yadavas had scattered the dust of the mace. There, along the beach, grew a thicket of rushes that were strong and sharp. The Yadavas had forgotten the curse of the sages. When they saw the rushes, they did not connect them to the dust that they had scattered.
The Rushes
