Seeing her the whole earth is filled with whose sons by thousands, weeping, Indra understood that none is an object of greater affection than a son.
यस्याः पुत्रसहस्रेस्तु कृत्स्नं व्याप्तमिदं जगत्। तां दृष्ट्वा रुदतीं शक्रो न सुतान् मन्यते परम्॥