He came up and saw his son seated alone, pensive and sad and dejected. He was sighing again and again with upturned eyes. Vibhandaka thus spoke to his distressed son, "O child, why do you not hew logs for the sacrificial fire? I hope you have performed today the Agnihotra (fire sacrifice). I hope you have polished the sacrificial ladles and spoons and brought out the sacrificial cow with her calf, O son, you are not in your wonted state today. You are pensive and absent minded. Why are you so much distressed today? I ask you, who came here today?
सोऽपश्यदासीनमुपेत्य पुत्रं ध्यायन्तमेकं विपरीतचित्तम्। विनिःश्वसन्तं मुहुरूर्ध्वदृष्टिं विभाण्डकः पुत्रमुवाच दीनम्॥ न कल्प्यन्ते समिधः किं नु तात कच्चिद्भुतं चाग्निहोत्रं त्वयाद्य। सुनिर्णिक्तं झुक्नुवं होमधेनुः कच्चित् सवत्साद्य कृता त्वया च॥ न वै यथापूर्वमिवासि पुत्र चिन्तापरश्चासि विचेतनश्च। दीनोऽतिमात्रं त्वमिहाद्य किं नु पृच्छामि त्वां क इहाद्यागतोऽभूत्॥