You are kept by us on our lap as a serpent. Like a cat you wish to injure him who cherishes you. The wise men have said that there is no sin greater than that of injuring one's supporter. O Khattwa, how is it that you do not fear sin?
उत्सङ्गे च व्याल इवाहितोऽसि मार्जारवत् पोषकं चोपहंसि। स्तस्मात् क्षत्तः किं न बिभेषि पापात्॥