Sloka:
The beautiful moon-faced wife of the Brahmin, who is good-natured and sweet-talking, gave birth with great hopes. Her nurse happily moved to pick up the baby. Then the Brahmin’s wife found that there was no baby and started crying.
O Krishna, the ocean of mercy, did you cheat Arjuna
because of we helpless people?
O Supreme Lord, if your sister’s daughter
becomes a widow, would you like it?
The baby born with great glory was
Sloka:
Brahman, after consoling his wife that their next son will live unharmed, spent his days in prayers. In due course his wife became pregnant. When she came to full term she addressed her husband thus.
My partner, I bow at your feet
please listen to me carefully.
My pregnancy is full, delivery is imminent
it will be in the next three days, I reckon
My virtuous husband, please go and bring
Karna’s enemy Arjuna without delay
Even the strongest can’t change fate
Whether the biggest tragedy or utmost joy
we must bear with fortitude
Not five or six, but more sons
were killed by cruel fate
like grass falling into fire
can anyone change what is destined?
Without husband, to live in this place, how could my mind be readied?
Why do you brood like this, Alas! Instruct me to go (to him), in stead.
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