150. O dear child, you told me, “If you hold my hand tightly, call me and put the thread in my ears, will it hurt you? Only my ears will hurt. I won’t let you do that. ” O Damodara, I have brought berries for you. You killed the vicious Putanā by drinking milk from her breasts and destroyed Sakatāsuran when he came in the form of a cart. Come here.
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(The words may be rearranged to facilitate conversion from poetry to prose (Aṉvayam). Please read the meanings (in black) continuously to form the sentence and understand the simplified meaning based on the Divyārtha Dīpikai for the verse.)