She heard that a son was born to Kunti, as effulgent as the morning sun. Being sorry that in her case the time of bearing the child in the womb was too long and being deprived of reason by grief, she stuck her womb with violence without the knowledge of Dhritarashtra. Thereupon was brought forth a hard mass of flesh like an iron ball.
श्रुत्वा कुन्तीसुतं जातं बालार्कसमतेजसम्॥ उदरस्यात्मनः स्थैर्यमुपलभ्यान्वचिन्तयम्। अज्ञातं धृतराष्ट्रस्य यत्नेन महता ततः॥ सोदरं घातयामास गान्धारी दुःखमूर्च्छिता। ततो जज्ञे मांसपेशी लोहाष्ठीलेव संहता॥