यज्वनां दानशीलानां ब्राह्मणानां कृतात्मनाम् ॥
चरितब्रह्मचर्याणां पुण्यतीर्थावगाहिनाम् ॥
कृतज्ञानां वदान्यानां गुरुशुश्रूषिणाम् अपि ॥
सहस्रदक्षिणानां च या गतिस् ताम् अवाप्नुहि ॥
या गतिर् युध्यमानानां शूराणाम् अनिवर्तिनाम् ॥
हत्वारीन् निहतानां च संग्रामे तां गतिं व्रज ॥
yajvanāṃ dānaśīlānāṃ brāhmaṇānāṃ kṛtātmanām ||
caritabrahmacaryāṇāṃ puṇyatīrthāvagāhinām ||
kṛtajñānāṃ vadānyānāṃ guruśuśrūṣiṇām api ||
sahasradakṣiṇānāṃ ca yā gatis tām avāpnuhi ||
yā gatir yudhyamānānāṃ śūrāṇām anivartinām ||
hatvārīn nihatānāṃ ca saṃgrāme tāṃ gatiṃ vraja ||
"Whatever destiny awaits those who offer sacrifices, the generous, brahmins perfected in spirit, who kept chastity, who bathed at holy tirthas, the grateful, the munificent, those who served their gurus and gave thousandfold dakshinas — attain that. Whatever destiny is granted to fighting, unyielding heroes who, having slain their foes, themselves fell in battle — attain that destiny."
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Here the mother's grief turns into a blessing: 'yā gatiḥ tām avāpnuhi,' 'whatever destiny — attain that.' She enumerates the merits that open the higher worlds — sacrifice, generosity, chastity, pilgrimage, gratitude, service to the guru — and asks that her son obtain their fruit, as if he himself had accomplished all of this. It is telling that she places heroic death on a par with these feats of piety. The verse teaches that love not only mourns but also blesses: the highest thing a mother can give the departed is to wish him righteous destinies and thereby entrust his soul to the highest fate.