You are now bound in fetters, fallen off from your former position, brought under the sway of your foes, and divested of prosperity. Your present circumstances are such as may well give room to grief. Yet how is it, O Prahlada, that you do not grieve.
बद्धः पाशैश्च्युतः स्थानाद् द्विषतां वशमागतः। श्रिया विहीनः प्रह्लाद शोचितव्ये न शोचसि॥