Through I roved all over the country, yet I could not obtain a milch-cow and I returned unsuccessful. Thereupon some boys tempted him with Pistaudaka (water mixed with powdered rice). The child, drinking the Pistaudaka cried out, "O I have drunk milk.” O descendant of Kuru, he began to dance in joy, being thus decided by his childish ignorance. Seeing him dance with joy amidst his playmates who were smiling at his simplicity, I was exceedingly touched. “Fie to the poor Drona, who does not try to earn wealth!