He saw his virtuous mother wearing white silk, pulled down by the austere performance of religious rites, and engaged in propitiating the deities with the offering of water. She seeing her son, ever advancing the joy of his mother, approach, became pleased, and stepped forward like unto a mare beholding her young one.
तां शुक्लक्षौमसंवीतां व्रतयोगेन कर्शिताम्। तर्पयन्तीं ददर्शाद्भिर्देवतां वरवर्णिनीम्॥ सा चिरस्यात्मजं दृष्ट्वा मातृनन्दनमागतम्। अभिचक्राम संहृष्टा किशोरं वडवा यथा॥