Parīkṣit’s Inquiry into Vṛtrāsura’s Bhakti and the Beginning of Citraketu’s Trial
नाहं तनूज ददृशे हतमङ्गला ते मुग्धस्मितं मुदितवीक्षणमाननाब्जम् । किं वा गतोऽस्यपुनरन्वयमन्यलोकं नीतोऽघृणेन न शृणोमि कला गिरस्ते ॥ ५८ ॥
nāhaṁ tanūja dadṛśe hata-maṅgalā te mugdha-smitaṁ mudita-vīkṣaṇam ānanābjam kiṁ vā gato ’sy apunar-anvayam anya-lokaṁ nīto ’ghṛṇena na śṛṇomi kalā giras te
Meu filho, sou deveras a mais desditosa, pois já não posso ver teu sorriso suave nem teu rosto de lótus que me fitava com alegria. Fechaste os olhos para sempre. Concluo, então, que um ser sem compaixão te levou deste mundo a outro, de onde não voltarás. Meu filho, já não ouço tua voz doce e agradável.
This verse shows Citraketu’s intense sorrow and attachment, highlighting how death abruptly ends worldly relationships and pushes one to seek a higher, spiritual understanding beyond bodily ties.
His son had just died, and Citraketu, overwhelmed by parental love and shock, laments that he can no longer see his child’s smiling face or hear his voice.
It teaches that loss is inevitable under time and fate; channeling grief toward spiritual inquiry and remembrance of the soul’s journey can gradually transform attachment into wisdom and devotion.