the city of Ekachakra, the Pandavas stayed in the guise of brahmanas, begging their food
in the brahmana streets and bringing what they got to their mother, who would wait
anxiously till their return. If they did not come back in time, she would be worried,
fearing that some evil might have befallen them.
Kunti would divide the food they brought in two
equal portions. One half would go to Bhima; the other half would be shared by the other
brothers and the mother. Bhima, being born of the Wind god had great strength and a mighty
Vrikodara, one of the names of Bhima, means
wolf-bellied, and a wolf, you know, looks always famished and, however much it might eat,
its hunger is never quite satisfied.
Bhima's insatiable hunger and the scanty food
he used to get at Ekachakra went ill together, and he daily grew thin, which caused much
distress to his mother and brothers. Some time later, Bhima became acquainted with a
potter for whom be duo and fetched clay. The potter, in return, presented him with a big
earthen pot which became an object of merriment to the street urchins.