OGOD, I have caught the fever of the world in serving my family, so now I remember thy feet; come, O mother Pandurang, I have borne the burden of many lives; 1 do not know the secret path of deliverance. I am surrounded on all sides by thieves; no one protects me; I am greatly afflicted, greatly oppressed, and long weary. Tuka says, O run speedily to me; it is thy glory to be called lord of the helpless.