A little boy Yakkha. While his mother, with him on her hip, was seeking for food at night, she came unexpectedly to Jetavana where Anuruddha was reciting some verses. The sound pleased her and she stood "smitten to the marrow, like a post," hushing to sleep her child who was whimpering for food. S.209; also Vsm.382; DA.ii.509; and PSA.79, where she is called a vimána peta.