Note 12 — The Story of Ayiwandā

Ayiwandā’s mother came to the tank to pluck the leaves of a plant12 [to cook as a vegetable]. Having come, through hearing the wooden cattle-bells of the herd of cattle she came near the tavalama. Having come [there] she says, “Anē! A son of mine was like the Heṭṭirāla. That son having gone [to be married], at the place where he was made to stay the woman killed and ate my son.” Having said [this] repeatedly at the very hand of Ayiwandā, she wept.