O son, you are now the only support of the blind king shorn of foresight, afflicted with calamity, struck by Destiny and who though repeatedly dissuaded, could not abstain from following his evil policy.
अन्धस्य नृपतेर्यष्टिर्लुब्धस्य दीर्घदर्शिनः॥ बहुशो याच्यमानस्य दैवोपहतचेतसः। त्वमेको व्यसानर्तस्य ध्रियसे पुत्र सर्वथा॥