Throwing down those things from his hand, my father, with eyes, bathed in tears, raised me, for I had prostrated myself at his feet, and embracing me smelt my head, O son of Pandu, and said By good luck, O son, are you seen by me. You returned having acquired knowledge from your preceptor.
तान् विसृज्य च मां प्राह पिता सास्राविलेक्षणः। प्रणमन्तं परिष्वज्य मूर्युपाघ्राय पाण्डव॥