When Ashtavakra was in his twelfth year, Shvataketu one day saw him on his father's lap. He dragged Ashtavakra by catching hold of his hand and when he (Ashtavakra) began to cry, he said, “This is not your father's lap.”
रष्टावक्रं पितुरङ्के निषण्णम्। अपाकर्षद् गृह्य पाणौ रुदन्तं नायं तवारू: पितुरित्युक्तवांश्च॥