sa vÄ Äáš giraso brahman
ĹrutvÄ suta-vilÄpanam
unmÄŤlya Ĺanakair netre
dášášŁášvÄ cÄášse máštoragam
O brahmana! The descendent of Angirasa, hearing the wailing of his son, eventually opened his eyes and saw the dead snake on his shoulder. Casting off the snake, he asked, âO son! Why are you crying? Who has wronged you?â Having been asked, his son explained everything.