What can be more sorrowful than this-that I, deprived of friends and supporters, should live on the food of others, having given birth to you, O delighter of friends.
इतो दुःखतरं किं यदहं हीनबान्धवा। परपिण्डमुदीक्षे वै त्वां सूत्वाऽमित्रनन्दन॥