Ashvamedha Yaga

The war is over and Yudhistra was crowned as the King of Hastinapur. Yudhistra, Dhritarashtra, Krishna and Sage Vyasa were having an informal meeting in the Palace of Hastinapur and Yudhistra was sharing his past memories where he used to roam in the same palace with Pithamaha Bhisma, Dronacharya and his brothers, Duryodhana and the rest of the Kauravas. He even remembered the conversations with Karna.

“I was responsible for the death of many great people who molded my life. And being responsible for the death of so many great warriors and every single soldier, I don’t feel like I’m worth of this throne. I would love to retire to the forest and live the rest of my life doing Tapas.”- King Yudhistra spoke in a shattered voice.

Seeing his condition, Krishna spoke, “Oh King! If you keep on indulging in sorrow, you will be in grief for everything. So, come out of it. As a Kshatriya, you should be able to handle it. The welfare of the people should only be in your mind. Think that they have given their lives to sustain Dharma. So celebrate the moment and honor their soul by walking in the path of Dharma. Gratify the gods, the devas and the departed souls. Think of what ought to be done and follow the duties of a Kshatriya like your forefathers. Sustain the burden of the empire. Don’t turn away and walk the way of thoughtless and irresponsible losers.”

“But Krishna, What would I do to wipe all those sins that I am bearing? With all those sins how, do you propose me to rule?”-King Yudhistra spoke in a muddled voice.

Sage Vyasa replied, “Yudhistra, as a Kshatriya, you can always wash-down your sins through sacrifices. Yajur Veda states that Yagas and sacrifices purify the soul. All the celestial and celebrated Kings and empires and your forefathers have cleaned their sins and emerged miraculously powerful only through sacrifices.”

Accepting the words of Sage Vyasa, Krishna responded, “Sage Vyasa is right, Yudhistra. Do prepare for Rajasuya Yaga, Ashvamedha Yaga and also for the Sarvamedha and the Naramedha Yaga.”

“You are right! Ashvamedha Yaga will purify my soul. But, we need more wealth to conduct the Yaga and also to gratify the guests, we have to honour them with gifts. But the treasury is not having that much wealth to conduct a Yaga of that stature. Due to Kurukshetra war, the treasury is empty. We don’t have wealth to even celebrate. The same will be the condition for other Kingdoms too!”-King Yudhistra spoke of the condition of his Kingdom.

Krishna spoke after few moments of thinking, “Oh King, if you would like to fill your treasury, there is a gold mine in the mountains of the Himalayas. You could get more than what you need for the Yaga.”

Amazed on hearing about gold in the Himalayas, Yudhistra asked, “How is it possible? How come there’s gold in The Himalayas?”

Sage Vyasa replied, “Oh King, once high-souled King Marutta celebrated a sacrifice in the Himalayas, bestowing gold on Brahmins. Not being able to carry the entire quantity, they just carried as much as they could and left the remainder in the hill itself. Even the King left all those golden utensils and accessories that they used for the sacrifice. With a proper request and prayer, you could take that gold and fill your treasury.”

Satisfied on their idea, the Sons of Pandu left for Mount Meru accompanied by few Brahmins, leaving the Kingdom under the control of Yuyutsu and King Dhritarashtra. Krishna left for Dwaraka. Months went by and sensing that the Pandavas are returning, Krishna returned to Hastinapur. King Dhritarashtra, Vidhura and Yuyutsu received Krishna with honour.When Krishna reached the Kuru capital, Utthara gave birth to Parikshit. Return of Krishna and birth of Parikshit delighted the hearts of the citizens of Kuru. The entire city was in festive mood even before the Pandavas could reach. Everyone felt that the expected dawn has arrived with the birth of Parikshit and they prepared to welcome the Pandavas to celebrate.

Hearing that the Pandavas are nearing Hastinapur, Krishna, accompanied by his ministers and Yuyutsu went to the gates of the city to receive them. The Pandavas, with rejoicing hearts on hearing the birth of Parikshit from Krishna, accompanied by their army and friends entered the capital, placing that treasure in their carts. Accepting the blessings from the people all through their way to the palace, they took blessings from King Dhritarashtra, Vidhura, Gandhari and their mother, Kunti.

After discussions with King Dhritarashtra, Krishna, Sage Vyasa and Vidhura, King Yudhistra decided the date for Ashvamedha Yaga. The Yaga was finalised to be held on the full moon day on the month of Chaitra, of next year. A splendid wild black horse was selected as the Yaga Asva. On a propitious day, King Yudhistra along with Draupathi took a holy bath and with Vedic hymns chanted under the guidance of Sage Vyasa, the horse was set free.

King Yudhistra said unto Arjuna, “Oh Arjuna! Dear brother, your mission is only to protect the horse. When you get to cross by the Kingdoms who opposed us in the war, out of depression and anger of losing their loved ones, they might try to battle you. Those who come to encounter you will be the young ones whose father and brothers were killed in the war by us. Try to avoid conflicts and only defend yourselves and our army and the horse. Do not harm them. Also lend a friendly hand to those young ones. Do invite them to the Yaga and establish a friendly relationship with all.”

Taking the words of King Yudhistra, Arjuna followed the horse with a happy heart. Vrishakethu, son of Karna followed his uncle in the campaign. Many Brahmins followed Arjuna as per the advice of Sage Vyasa. Citizens of Hastinapur came to the streets to get a glance of Arjuna who was shining with blazing beauty and to bless their hero. The horse, duly protected by the Generalissimo of Kuru Dynasty, Arjuna and his army, wandered freely.The horse proceeded towards north.

The horse entered the Trigartha Kingdom. Trigartha was ruled by King Suryavarman. Trigarthas fought alongside the Kauravas in the Kurukshetra war. Knowing that the horse was sent by King Yudhistra, the Trigarthas tied the steed and surrounded Arjuna.

Remembering King Yudhistra’s words, Arjuna spoke, “Oh great warriors of Trigarthas, We fought against each other in the great Kurukshetra war. Your kinsmen were slain by us in the battle. You are all young and energetic. You all have got a good future to live. Forget the war. This horse was sent by King Yudhistra. He told me not to slay the Kshatriyas who us. Recollecting his words, I would like you all to accept and offer a friendly hand.”

 The Trigarthas ignored his request and came to fight with Arjuna and his army. Mounting on their chariot and drawing their excellent sword and weapons of choice, battle between Arjuna and the sons and Grandsons of the Trigarthas took place. Arjuna with his quiver at his back defended the Trigarthas. He was just cutting down the arrows that were being shot at him. He never tried to slay anyone. Or even hurt anyone.

Fierce battle occurred between Arjuna and King Suryavarman. Arjuna cut down the arrows of the King and broke his bow. Defeated by Arjuna, Suryavarman stood helpless. Meanwhile, Suryavarman’s brothers Ketuvarman and Dritvarman came there to protect their brother. They also showered arrows at Arjuna. Dritvarman’s uninterrupted showers of arrows hit Arjuna deeply on his hand and his Gandiva fell off from his hand and unable to protect himself from the arrows of Dritvarman and Ketuvarman, Arjuna fell on his chariot. Seeing Arjuna, the mighty warrior stupefied, Dritavarman laughed at him. Picking up at pace, Arjuna took his Gandiva and stood to respond to their arrows. Appreciating Dritvarman’s skills in archery, Arjuna defended himself from their arrows. Unable to stand against Arjuna, Ketuvarman fell from his chariot, wounded. Dritvarman, unable to respond to the pace at which Arjuna was showering his arrows fiercely, he grasped his breath to shoot his arrows. But even before his eyes could blink, Arjuna showered arrows at him, breaking Dritavarman’s bow and his quiver. Suryavarman, Ketuvarman and Dritvarman fled from the battlefield. Arjuna’s army killed none in the battle.

Arjuna did not chase the army. King Suryavarman accepted his defeat and let the horse free. Arjuna, lending a friendly hand to the King invited him for the event. With a great start, Arjuna and his army followed the horse which on its free will entered Pragjyotisha Kingdom.

Pragjyotisha Kingdom fought with the Kauravas in the great Kurukshetra war when the mighty Bhagadatta was the King. Bhagadatta’s son, Vajradatta was ruling Pragjyotisha after his father’s death in the war. Knowing that King Yudhistra’s horse has entered his Kingdom, he ordered to capture the horse. He declared war against Arjuna. Arjuna spoke the words of his brother and tried to pacify Vajradatta but the King ceased to listen.

“Just because my father was old, you were able to kill him. Try killing me! Battle with me and let’s see whether your old muscles are match to my young and energetic ones.”- King Vajradatta dared and summoned Arjuna for the battle.

King Vajradatta

The battle between Arjuna and the army of King Vajradatta held for four days. Like his father, King Vajradatta fought audaciously mounting on his huge elephant. While the King was shooting arrows at him, Arjuna defended them effortlessly. Seeing that there’s no end in this, Arjuna shot arrows fiercely at Vajradatta, breaking the king’s bow and also killed the elephant. The king fell down.

Arjuna, who was not intended to prison or kill the King, spoke in a warm voice, “Oh King Vajradatta! You fight just like your father. You are exceedingly magnificent and daring. Your life is important to you. You are the one who should be protecting your father’s legacy and your people. I have no rage against you. I have no intention to kill you. All we ask you is to help us in following the path of dharma.”

Accepting his defeat, Vajradatta set the horse free. Arjuna invited the king and his family and friends and the citizens of Pragjyotisha for the event which is to be held on the full moon day of the month Chaitra, next year.

Then the horse advanced to Sindhu Kingdom. Sindhu was ruled by Jayadratha who was killed by Arjuna in Kurukshetra war. He was also the husband of Dussala, sister of Kauravas and the Pandavas. Hearing that Arjuna is nearing Sindhu Kingdom, the rulers and the warriors of Sindhu Kingdom started to attack Arjuna and his army.

Arjuna conveyed King Yudhistra’s message but they disregarded it and summoned Arjuna for battle. They even captured the stallion. Arrows were shot relentlessly from both the sides. Arjuna terrified the whole army of Sindhu Kingdom with his archery skills. The mighty warriors and soldiers re-grouped and kept attacking Arjuna from all sides.

Hearing that Arjuna is fighting against Sindhu Kingdom, Dussala rushed towards the battlefield. Seeing Dussala in the battlefield, everyone ceased attacking. Arjuna descended from his chariot and preceded towards his sister.

Seeing her brother with the Gandiva, Dussala spoke, “Oh brother! This young kid is our grandson. My grandchild. Kindly bless him. He is all I’m left with. My son Suratha’s whole world was only his father. Listening to the death of his father, he was struck in grief that he gave up his life too. Spare this kid at least…for me…for the Kingdom!”

Hearing the words of Dussala, Arjuna stood disheartened. He consoled his desperate sister and spoke, “Oh sister! Don’t you worry. Your grandchild is the future of the Sindhu Kingdom. He will be safe and will be taken care of by the Pandavas.

Dussala informed to let the horse free. Blessing her and inviting the people of Sindhu Kingdom for the event, Arjuna left the Kingdom with his army and followed the stallion. All through its way, the horse crossed many Kingdoms and none challenged Arjuna, for they knew about his archery skill and about the war. The Kings welcomed Arjuna and honoured him. Arjuna invited everyone for the Yaga and followed the horse along with Vrishakethu. Brahmins sent information to King Yudhistra from every Kingdom about the campaign of Arjuna and about the Kings who have accepted to attend the great Yaga.

Manipoora Kingdom

Wandering among kingdoms and forests, the steed entered Manipoora Kingdom. The Kingdom was ruled by Vabhruvahana (also known as, Babhruvahana), son of Arjuna and Chitrangadha. On hearing the arrival of his father, delighted Vabhruvahana made arrangements to welcome him. He accompanied with a huge army went to the fringes of his Kingdom to welcome his father.

Arjuna, though he was happy to see his son, prompted Vabhruvahana saying, “Oh Vabhruvahana! Kshatriya dharma is to catch the horse and resist its further movement. How can you welcome your enemy like a weakling? You are my son. Aren’t you supposed to behave like a great warrior and resist the horse and fight against me like a mighty king? If you think you are a great warrior and you can beat Arjuna in the battle, catch the horse and come and battle with me like a King.”

Though Vabhruvahana is also a mighty warrior like Arjuna, he did not wish to battle against his father in their first meet and so, he marched back towards the Palace saying, “If I am tagged as a coward for not fighting against my father, I will accept it. It will make my father proud. It will prove my father’s power and skill and talent.”

Arjuna refused to enter the Kingdom without a fight. Ulupi (daughter of Serpent King), wife of Arjuna sensed Arjuna’s notion and went to the outskirts of the Kingdom and stopped Vabhruvahana from returning.

“Vabhruvahana! I am Ulupi. Also, your mother. I am the daughter of the Serpent King. Don’t you know your father’s mind? Your father is a great warrior and as a warrior, he likes to know how skilled and talented his son is. Being Arjuna’s son, you should not turn yourself back from a battle call like a coward. Go and fight against him. Even if your father loses to you, he will definitely be glad that he lost to his son.”

“Oh mother! What you said is correct. I will prove myself to my father that I am skilled and talented like him. As I got permission from my mother to fight against my father, I will accept the battle in hand.”- saying so, Vabhruvahana took blessings from Ulupi and rushed for a fair fight with Arjuna.

He captured the horse and summoned Arjuna for battle. Arjuna and Vabhruvahana fought against each other inexorably. Vabhruvahana showered arrows at Arjuna like heavy rain. Admiring at his son’s skill, Arjuna defended himself by cutting down those arrows.

“I got to tell you son! You do fight like skilled person. But not mighty enough to fight against a person like me, experienced and skilled! Is that all you got?”- provoking Vabhruvahana to fight more fiercely, Arjuna cut of the flag staff of Vabhruvahana with his arrow.

Arjuna then shot arrows that pierced Vabhruvahana’s suit of armor. Arjuna continued pouring powerful arrows at his son. Filled with rage, Vabhruvahana shot arrows at Arjuna. Though Arjuna defended himself from the arrows, few pierced though his body. Before Arjuna could bring his Gandiva into attacking position, Vabhruvahana shot a single arrow aiming at Arjuna’s heart. Not noticing the arrow, Arjuna showered arrows at Vabhruvahana. The arrow of Vabhruvahana pierced Arjuna’s heart directly and he fell down from his chariot. Arjuna’s showers of arrows hit Vabhruvahana badly and he also fell down, unconscious.

Hearing the news of Arjuna and Vabhruvahana lying unconscious, Ulupi and Chitrangadha ran to the place. Beholding Uloopi, Chitrangadha spoke, “See! All this happened because of you! You provoked Vabhruvahana and he fought against his father and he killed him! And also he is lying down unconscious. He came to see us after a long time and you killed him! Is this your dharma? To be responsible for your husband and son’s death.”

Holding Arjuna in her hands, she cried “Oh dear! Wake up! You can’t be dead in your own son’s hands. You are the great archer and mighty warrior ever in this world. You have to protect your Kingdom and you have a horse to be protected. Losing you, King Yudhistra won’t be happy to rule as an emperor. Kindly come back to us!”

In the meantime, regaining his conscious, Vabhruvahana stood up and tried to recall the battle. Seeing his father lying on ground and his mothers crying, Vabhruvahana too lost his senses and ran towards Arjuna and wept, “Oh God! I have killed my father! He was not even fighting seriously. He was trying to only defend and I, enraged with wrath, killed my father! I have committed a sin that can never be washed.”

Seeing Arjuna lying dead because of him, Vabhruvahana took an oath, “I can’t live in this world holding responsibility for my father’s death. I am going to sit in Prayopravesha, waiting for death.”

Looking at Vabhruvahana and Arjuna, Ulupi closed her eyes and chanted a mantra. A divine gem appeared in her hands. She placed the gem in Vabhruvahana’s hands and said, “Oh Vabhruvahana! This is the precious Sanjeevini gem. Place it in your father’s heart to revive him. Your father wished to test your skill and bravery. You haven’t killed him for he is not easy to be killed. He’s Krishna’s Partha! He only collapsed.”

Vabhruvahana did as instructed by Ulupi and in few moments, Arjuna woke up revived. Seeing Arjuna, everyone felt happy. But, Arjuna was not able to remember what happened.

Seeing Vabhruvahana, he spoke, “Son, what happened? We were battling and I hit you hard with my arrows. How are you? Are you hurt badly? Injured anywhere?”

“Father! I am fine! I am not hurt. I am happy to see you again.”- Vabhruvahana spoke with a relieved smile.

“Why are your mothers here? What are they doing in a battlefield? How and why did they enter a battlefield?”- Baffled Arjuna enquired his son.

“Ask mother!”- pointing at Ulupi, Vabhruvahana kept quiet.

Smiling at Arjuna, Ulupi explained about the battle and the consequences. She added, “The Vasuvus cursed you for killing Pithamaha by placing Sikandi in front of you. I and my father requested them to save you and so they agreed on a condition that your sin will be amended if your son kills you. Now your sin is washed away and you won’t face any hardships because of that. You regained consciousness by the power bestowed in the Sanjeevini gem of the Nagas.”

Vabhruvahana invited Arjuna to the Palace and stay with him and his mothers.
“Son, I cannot stay. I have to follow the horse. Make sure you bring your mothers and your friends and relatives to the Yaga. Inform your citizens and make arrangements for their travel too. We will have our time together in Hastinapur.”- inviting his son and wives, Arjuna followed the horse with his army.

The steed sauntered across many small tribes and dynasties and reached the ocean. Inviting everyone for the Yaga, Arjuna followed the horse. From there, the horse turned and walked towards Hastinapur.

On its way back home, the horse entered Raja Griha Kingdom. Jarasandha’s grandson, Meghasandhi was ruling the kingdom. Meghasandhi captured the horse and summoned Arjuna for battle, ignoring King Yudhistra’s request from Arjuna. Battle between the King and Arjuna went irately that Arjuna was helpless to stop it without harming the King. With no way out, Arjuna killed the steeds of the King’s chariot. He even wounded the charioteer badly and destroyed the chariot. Standing grounded, the King took his mace and raged against Arjuna. But Arjuna destroyed his mace and made him unarmed. Defeated, Meghasandhi accepted his defeat and set the horse free. He agreed for the proposal of King Yudhistra. Arjuna extended the invitation to Meghasandhi and his family and friends and continued to follow the horse.

Arjuna’s glorious journey with the horse spreads all over the world and friendly kingdoms waited for the horse while the kingdoms with grudge waited with an army to battle against Arjuna. The horse then entered the gates of Chedi Kingdom, ruled by Sisubala’s son, Sarabha. Sarabha seizes the horse but after the advice of the council members and listening to Arjuna’s extraordinary talents and pasts, he set it free and made peace with Arjuna. Then, the horse wandered through the kingdoms of Tenkana, Kosala, Kasi and Dasarnaand and the Kings accepted to King Yudhistra’s proposal. Arjuna invited every King and their citizens for the Yaga.

Then the horse, on its way entered Nishadha Kingdom which was ruled by Eklavya’s son. Though he opposed Arjuna and fought against him in the battle, he was defeated in no time and accepted the defeat. Arjuna extended a friendly hand to the King and invited him for the event.

Then the horse strolled towards the southern regions and entered the kingdoms of Mahishakas, Poundra, Dravidas, the hill men of Kolwa, Surashtras, Gokarna and Prabhasa. After defeating those who opposed and inviting all the kings who surrendered, Arjuna followed the steed that was pacing towards the magnificent city of Dwaraka!

Krishna's Dwaraka!

The Yadavas gave Arjuna a warm welcome. Inviting all the Yadava kings and their kinsmen, Arjuna followed the horse that was striding towards the western region. The stallion marched towards the Panchala Kingdom, birth place of Draupathi. A small kingdom opposed Arjuna by capturing the horse and its king, King Yavanatha summoned Arjuna for battle. Defeated in no mean time, the King accepted his defeat and gave his daughter hand in hand to Vrishakethu. From there, the horse stepped towards Gandhara Kingdom.

Sakuni’s son who was ruling Gandhara summoned Arjuna for battle. The battle was so fierce that Arjuna used his entire power in defending the arrows of the King. Filled with frenzy, Arjuna pierced the crown on the King’s head. Seeing this, the Gandhara forces fled away from the battlefield but the King never gave up. Sakuni’s wife along with the council members intervened and begged Arjuna to let the King live. Arjuna stopped fighting and saluted her. “Oh mother! King Yudhistra and I never intended to fight. All we want is dharma and peace.”

Turning towards the King, Arjuna said, “Oh mighty King, Ruler of Gandhara, as you are from the family of Matha Gandhari and also a relative to uncle Dhritarashtra, hence you are also our family. If we fight, then how will there be peace on this world? What is the use in fighting and making enemies? I don’t intend to kill you. Kindly accept King Yudhistra’s proposal and attend the event with your mother, family and friends and citizens.” Accepting Arjuna’s words, the King set the horse free.

Roaming for almost a year and with almost all the kingdoms covered, the horse paced towards Hastinapur under Arjuna and his army’s protection. King Yudhistra was informed about the triumphant voyage of the horse and Arjuna’s valour and he made arrangements for the Yaga.

On the auspicious day, as decided, King Yudhistra performed the Ashvamedha Yaga and he was established as the Emperor of the world.

Pandavas in Hastinapur!

         

Hastinapur!!!

          With the epic Kurukshetra war ending finally, the Pandavas along with Krishna, Draupathi, Subhadra, Uththirai, Satyaki, Yuyutsu, Krpacharya and Kritavarman returned to Hastinapur with a heavy heart. There was no smile of victory. In fact, the smiles were turned as the base for a painful, regretful and contrite memory that’s going to say that this throne is not worth to sit after taking so many lives. Even the Pandavas had their heads lowered signifying that than their surviving, death of the warriors in the war has taught them more about life and dharma. The entire city was filled with cries of women who lost their loved ones. The elderly people cried on the loss of their son. Not knowing why their mom is crying, the kids were sitting in front of their houses with a sad face waiting for their father. Unable to face them, Draupathi and the Pandavas with their head lowered, walked towards the palace in serene silence, with no answers for the questions asked by the kids or the crying wives. Sage Vyasa came to Hastinapur knowing the arrival of the Pandavas. King Drithirashtra, Vidhura, Sanjaya, Gandhari and Kunti were informed about the arrival of the Pandavas to Hastinapur. King Drithirashtra and Queen Gandhari who were weeping on the loss of their sons, did not wish to see or even welcome the ones who were responsible for the death of their sons.

        Vidhura spoke in a soft and concerned voice, “Brother! Listen to me, please. What’s done cannot be undone. It’s must for the King and the Queen of the lost Kingdom to welcome the new King who has won in the battle. The new King has even got rights to arrest or even to punish you both even before he is sworn as the King. So, kindly listen to my words and welcome Yudhistra and his brothers.”

King Drithirashtra who was with full of rage on Bhīma spoke,” Oh! They have rights to punish me! Do you think their killing or punishing me is going to affect me more than what they have done to me? Vidhura, they have killed my hundred sons! Not one or two...but hundred! And my grandsons. It’s all because of them now we are left alone in this world. Even after having hundred sons! How do they expect me to welcome them with a big smile and a happy heart when they have killed all my sons and grandsons? Just because dharma and Krishna is on their side, does it mean that they have the guts to look at a father’s eyes and say to him that they have returned after killing his sons? Is that why I should welcome them? No! I don’t want to even see them. I don’t want to see their faces. But, yes, I will go and welcome them. I have to see Bhīma. The one person I would love to meet will be Bhīma. I will welcome him and hug him when he asks for apology. And will crush him to death while he is within my arms.  I, the King, though I am older, do have the strength of thousands of elephants in my arms. And my heart is full of rage to kill that Bhīma. I will definitely kill that Bhīma for killing my hundred sons. Sorry Kunti, but as a father, I have to kill the person responsible for the death of my sons.” Saying so, King Drithirashtra left the room to avenge Bhīma.

"King Yudhistra, I forgive you!"

Kunti who is supposed to welcome the Pandavas did not go to the palace doors to welcome them as she stayed alongside Gandhari to share her grief. She didn’t even try to warn the Pandavas or Krishna about the plan of King Drithirashtra, understanding their loss and pain. The Pandavas were welcomed by King Drithirashtra, Vidhura and Sanjaya at the Palace entrance. Yudhistra and his four brothers seeks apology from King Drithirashtra for the death of Duryodhana and his brothers. He embraced all of them with a smiling face. Bhīma was hesitant as he felt the burden of killing his hundred brothers while facing King Drithirashtra. When Bhīma stood without words, King Drithirashtra spoke, “Bhīma, where are you? Don’t feel sorry. You have to take care of this old man and his old lady on behalf of the sons I have lost. I know you will do it. So, forget everything and come to me so that I can embrace you with my love for you.”

Listening to King Drithirashtra’s words and looking at his expressions Krishna sensed that the emotions were unalike. He saw Bhīma moving towards King Drithirashtra. He suddenly pushed Bhīma aside and pushed an iron statue that was nearby into King Drithirashtra’s embrace. Filled with grief and raged at the loss of his sons, King Drithirashtra thought that the statue was Bhīma and he started crushing it. His anger and wrath were filled in every single muscle of his arms and as a result of the strength, his arms crushed the iron statue into junk, in matter of seconds.

Everyone stood speechless. King Drithirashtra who thought that he has killed Bhīma felt that the revenge and rage has left his heart. Sensing the silence and the sound of the crush, he felt that Bhīma is dead and he started crying.“Bhīma! Forgive me. Forgive me for what I have done. I should not have killed you, my son. I was blinded on fury and my rage for you. My loss made me kill you. Every day when I listen about the way you have killed my sons; my vengeance towards you was very assertive to kill you. I realize it’s not your fault but mine. I was not an effective king in preventing the war. I was not a good father in stopping my son Duryodhana. Yudhistra, killing Bhīma just because he has killed my sons doesn’t make things right. Punish me. Hang me or even kill me right now, right here. You, as a king and as a brother, have the right to kill me. Punish me. Hang me or behead me.”

King Drithirashtra moaned on his ineffectiveness. Everyone stood silent looking at King Drithirashtra. Krishna came towards King Drithirashtra and placing his hands on King Drithirashtra’s shoulders, he spoke in much concerned voice,”King Drithirashtra! Don’t be so harsh to yourself. What’s happened has happened. Nothing can be done to undone it.”

“No Krishna! I was never a good uncle to the sons of Pandu. I was never a good father to my sons. I was not a good brother to my brother Pandu and Vidhura. I was never a good son to Pithamaha Bhishma. It was all because of me and my greed, this war has happened. I am the one who is responsible for the death of all my sons. Though my heart knew all this, it still had the vengeance on Bhīma. Now the animal in me has killed Bhīma too. I’m the one who is supposed to take care of them after the death of my brother. But greed took me in a different path. I was in over my head. Sanjaya mentioned repeatedly that dharma is on the Pandavas’ side and war against them could not be easily won definitely. I was not able to accept it in my heart. My greed and my love for my son to rule Hastinapur made me blind. I lost not only my eyes but also my vision. It was entirely my fault. All because I was blind in my vision, I killed my own sons. Why was I even born blind? Why? I did take care of my people. I was kind to my people and to my family. Why is it I was born like this to be responsible for the death those who trusted me and those whom I was supposed to take responsibility?”- King Drithirashtra sobbed in Krishna’s arms.

Krishna held King Drithirashtra firmly and consoled him. He spoke in a soft voice, “King Drithirashtra, don’t blame on yourself. It’s all the way of Karma. Things happen based on Karma. In your previous incarnation you were a tyrant king. One day, while you were walking by the lake side, you saw a swan surrounded by hundred cygnets. You ordered to kill the hundred cygnets and also asked to attack the swan right in its eyes. You did this just to have fun. Just for fantasy.  As a result, in this birth you were born blind and all your sons were killed in the war. It’s the way of Karma. And don’t worry about Bhīma. He is safe. You crushed an iron statue and not Bhīma.”

"Bhima...forgive me!"

Relieved on Krishna’s words and realizing the path of Karma, King Drithirashtra thanked Krishna and asked for an apology from Bhīma. He said that he realized what the truth is and that now he has totally forgiven the Pandavas. The sons of Pandu along with Krishna, Sage Vyasa, King Drithirashtra and Vidhura went to see Gandhari and seek her apology.

Gandhari, mother of hundred sons who has lost everyone and also her grandsons in the war was weeping all day from the day the war has started.  On hearing Yudhistra’s voice, recalling her sons, Gandhari started weeping more. She wept thinking of her sons who had a brutal death. She wept thinking of her Grandsons who too died without even living life at its fullest. She wept thinking of her widowed daughter-in-laws whose wailing has been echoing in the palace and in her heart all these days.  Tears rushed out of her eyes making her blindfold soggy. Everyone stood silent understanding her situation and having no idea on how to console a mother who has lost all her sons.

Sage Vyasa broke the sheer silence -“Queen Gandhari, You are aware of the war and the outcomes. You yourself have taught your sons about dharma and also that "victory follows righteousness". This war was fought for righteousness. So accept dharma and karma.”

Gandhari who was weeping all this time consoled herself and stood on her knees and spoke in a firm voice, “I know that the war was fought to sustain Dharma. I accept and forgive the war but the injustice that was done to my sons and to my grandsons… I am not able to forgive those. All those done against my sons are purely unjust. I, as a mother and as a Queen, demand to know the reason on why the rules were not followed, why adharma was followed to sustain dharma? Everyone speak of dharma but have you all ever thought about the soldiers and their family before going against the rules? Those soldiers have no reason to fight and die. This is all for the throne. Between Duryodhana and Yudhistra. But why do those allies, Kings, friends and their army should come and fight for you all? They came trusting on you all but you all killed them by following adharma, in the name of dharma. How glorious they would have looked while they marched out of their city to fight for dharma, leaving their house and beloved family! The entire Kurukshetra is filled with bodies of those people who came in the name of dharma. I demand to know the answers for those lost lives and their families.”

Sage Vyasa and other sages present provided her the reply and about karma. They responded stating that all these are the ways of karma and we can’t question it and should accept it in the heart. Sage Vyasa explained further, “Gandhari, you are wise. You know that this will happen. You know that your sons did not follow the path of dharma. You know the destiny of you sons when they asked for war. For the sake of your country people, would you wish adharma to win or your sons to win? The sons of Pandu too were sinned for gambling with their wife and kingdom. But they were punished in their years of exile. When they entered Kurukshetra, they were sinless. But were your sons sinless? Have they washed away their sin for publicly disrobing a woman? Were they free from their sin of insulting Draupathi and also for being adamant that they will not give the sons of Pandu their share to live peacefully? When Krishna, Sanjaya, Vidhura and wise people like Bhishma and Dronacharya advised them, your sons were adamant like an arrogant kid not ready to share. By then already you knew that victory will not be yours. Grief is not going to reduce your pain. Dwelling on those thoughts will not bring peace to your mind. Enlighten yourself on the path of dharma.”

Sage Vyasa consoling Queen Gandhari

Listening to Sage Vyasa’s words, Gandhari’s fury grew more. She went towards Sage Vyasa and spoke in a resilient voice, “Sage Vyasa, Do you realise that you are talking about your grandchildren? The Kauravas are the sons of King Drithirashtra…your son. Those whom you tag as villains or followers of adharma are your grandchildren. You, being a sage, considering yourself as a follower of dharma, why is it that you did not preach the same to your grandchildren? Detached from worldly pleasure may mean that the happenings will not affect you but that doesn’t mean you don’t have any responsibility. Being a sage, it is fine with you for having no feelings for me or my sons but do have respect for other’s pain for they are not like you. Because they had responsibility and they took it but you failed in it.”

Gandhari paused for a moment and tried to console herself. But unable to control herself she continued, “From where and how is a human tagged as a hero or a villain? Who creates them? What is the scale that you use to measure a man based on his qualities? Yudhistra and his brothers gambled with their wife. Yet, Yudhistra follows the path of dharma. Does that put them under hero or villain? A man is filled with both good and bad within him. It’s what he shows out the most and how people react to it is what makes him a hero or a villain. My sons chose to be the wrong typed person or villains, as you tag them. But to a mother, in a mother’s heart, there is no such scale or tag. To her, no matter what, it’s her son. The pain that a hero’s mother and villain’s mother go through is always the same. The pain that Kunti or Radhaey go through for Karna’s death is same as what I go through now. Do mothers of villains doesn’t have the right to weep? Hero or villain, soldier or robber, terrorist or martyr, to a mother it’s her kid. A mother will always weep for her son, no matter how he is. For, every mother wants her children to be good in heart and not as a villain.”

Gandhari grasped her breath for a moment and continued,“When their sons die, every mother will cry saying that her son was innocent and why is it that he has to leave the earth while she is alive. No one will say that their son deserved death. The war killed both heroes and villains. My sons died because they didn’t follow the path of dharma. But yet, they were my sons. Heroes or villains, they were my sons.”

Krishna and others stood silent allowing Gandhari to express her inner pain and anger. Gandhari continued, “Why is it my sons are considered as villains? Is it because of what they have done to the Pandavas? Why did my sons refused to share the Kingdom with the Pandavas? I know we could have housed the Pandavas too. Hastinapur is vast. The reason my sons refused was all because of greed. But, is it all just their fault? Why is it Pithamaha Bhishma or Dronacharya or Krpacharya did not advise my sons when my sons were following the path of adharma? Why is it they favoured only Kunti’s sons and not my sons? If they have treated my sons and Kunti’s sons equally, then the situation would not have gone this far, right? They hold the responsibility, for my sons to be called as villains. And Karna! He accompanied my Duryodhana everywhere. He was so righteous in everything that he did. He was altruistic who donated everything without saying a “no”. But all those money that he donated came from the kingdom that my son gave to him. Why didn’t he talk about charity or dharma to my son and change him too? As a friend, isn’t it his responsibility to make sure his friend follows the path of dharma? He holds the responsibility too, for my Duryodhana to be called as villain. My sons would have been generous if the people of Hastinapur respected my husband as a King. But my husband was not allowed to be a king even though he was the eldest of all, all because he was blind. My husband is talented and he has ruled Hastinapur all these days as a great ruler. Hastinapur under his ruling was safe and wealthy. Doesn’t that say that my husband is worthy to be a King? Why is it he was refused to be hailed as a King, the rightful ruler even after seeing his brilliancy? Is it all just because the law states that a blind man cannot be permitted to be a ruler? Who made such rules? Our ancestors! Then, they too hold the responsibility for my sons to be tagged as villains. The people of Hastinapur had a happy and protected life under my husband’s reign and under my Duryodhana as Prince. Yet they never considered him as a Prince or his father as a King. The people too hold responsibility.”

Gandhari who was standing strong all this time felt a tremor passing through her nerves. Her knees were weak, unable to hold her. She went down on her knees and wept with a broken heart, “May be, my sons became greedy and villains because of me! Their father was blind and so he couldn’t see them. I, their mother, refused to see them. In order to laze as a noble wife, I blindfolded my eyes without realizing that I have blindfolded my sons too from dharma. I never saw their new born faces. I never saw their birthmarks. I never saw how beautiful and strong they were. I never saw how they smiled or even when they wept. I never saw them when they were hurt or sick. I never tried to see them when they were angry or even confused. All these years, all that I know from my sons was only their breath, sound of their footsteps, their voice and their touch. I hold responsibility for my sons to be tagged as villains. I hold the responsibility for their behaviour, their greediness and their sheer disgraceful doings and also for their death.”

Krishna came towards Gandhari and tried to console her. “Don’t cling to the past, Queen. A pain will remain until another pain comes along. This is all Karma and that’s life.”

“No Krishna! You will never understand a mother’s pain. And this pain is not something that will pass by with time. It will stay for ever. Henceforth, every day, when I see Kunti smiling and having fun with her sons, it will remind me of my sons. Every day when I hear Bhīma’s voice, I will be reminded of him killing my sons. When I walked in these corridors, there were hundred sons of mine whose hands clung to my hands. Now, I have none. The breeze will remind me of the emptiness. It will be the same for Draupathi too.”-saying so, Gandhari turned towards Draupathi who was standing next to her and spoke, “Draupathi, is this what you wanted? I have lost everything that was the world to me. Of course, what my sons did to you was not acceptable. They do deserve to be punished. They teased you, your husbands killed them. But the one who is affected the most because of your curse is me. I and my husband will be the ones who will live holding your curse till our last breath. From now on, this world will label me and my husband as the example of poor parenting who turned their sons into criminals. We will be called as worthless and shameful parents responsible for the death of their own sons. Does it make you happy to see us like this? Is this what you wanted us to go through for our poor parenting? Look at you.  You lost your sons too! Your curse was not only responsible for my sons’ death but for your sons too. Your curse was responsible for many young women to live as widows at a very young age, including Abhimanyu’s wife, Uthhara. Will it make you feel happy when you see them while you are sitting as a Queen with Yudhistra? I weep for my sons who have done a mistake but how about you? What is the need for you to weep? Was it all worth?”            

"Witness the death of your beloved!"

Draupathi on listening to Gandhari’s words started weeping. Gandhari continued, “My sons were sinned and so they were killed. What about your sons? Your vengeance is all that’s responsible for the death of your sons. The pain that you hold is the same as what I hold now and we are going to regret it till our death. You started this war only because you had Krishna by your side and you were sure that he will protect you all. But see what he has done. He failed you too.” Gandhari turned her rage towards Krishna and roared, “Krishna, you supported the Pandavas. I know who you are. Why is it that you favoured only the Pandavas? Why is it that you did not try to persuade my sons to follow the path of dharma and prevent war? You have the power to prevent the war and yet you did not choose to use it. What happened is an outcome of your unjust act. I remember you reciting Gita to Arjuna in the battle field. Sanjaya narrated to us. That’s not an excuse to go to war with family and friends. You did fail to say those to my sons. Is this the way of teaching Karma and dharma?  How can you say that a pain matters only when until another pain hurts the heart? Have you ever seen the death of your sons? This war is a cruel lesson. For both the sides. You were merciless. You were callous to your own creatures.”-Saying so, Gandhari screamed, “You are the only one who is responsible for the death of my sons. For me and my husband to suffer like this. For everyone to feel ashamed and hurt. You are responsible for the death of those innocent soldiers, for the pain and sufferings of those soldiers’ wife and mother. You are solely responsible for everything, right from the start. May you, Krishna, witness the death of your sons and grandsons. I curse you to witness the devastation and demolition of your city and the Yadava clan. I curse you, the almighty, to stand and just witness the death of your beloved ones and be unable to do anything about it. May you face death by being hunted like an animal!”-cursing Krishna Gandhari cried heavily.

On listening to Gandhari’s curse, everyone was stunned. Draupathi went on her knees, howled and begged to Gandhari, “Matha, This war was my fault. I was the one who had vengeance in my heart. If you are to curse, curse me. Kill me and my husbands, right now. Don’t blame Krishna.” Krishna was silent. He was not shocked or even sad. He hugged both Gandhari and Draupathi. He said nothing. He allowed both of them to vent out their ache. Gandhari and Draupathi were almost exhausted crying for a long time.

He held both of the shattered women within his arms. Krishna who was silent all this time, spoke kindly, “Matha, I accept your curse. For all those pain I have caused to you and to Draupathi and to all the mothers and wives, if it takes the annihilation of my clan, then let be it. But, let me tell you something. You know that I have tried to speak to Duryodhana about the effects of war and asked him to go in the path of peace. But he refused. As a mother, you should have stopped Duryodhana from doing malevolent activities, when he was a child itself. You stood silent when your brother, Uncle Saguni was leading your sons in the path of evil. You do know what dharma is. It was your love for your sons that stopped you from scolding or amending them. And it was the same love that destroyed your sons’ lives. Your sons failed to share, be affectionate and listen. You failed in making them understanding dharma. Dharma is not in giving when you have everything. It’s when a man with a lesser amount of food in his hand shares it with another. Dharma is not only in understanding and talking but in practicing, preaching and also in opposing when there is adharma. Fate throws only questions to us. But the answer...the choice is in the hands of the human soul. Which path to follow…which way to walk…how to walk…the decision is all decided by the respective human. And based on those decisions, destiny plays its part. Duryodhana chose greediness as his path.”

“Draupathi chose revenge as her path. She was not able to forgive your sons. She demanded vengeance. And so, in getting the lives of your sons, the cost she paid was her sons’ lives. Humans should discover that dharma is in forgiving and sharing. They both uproot the cause of violence. Domination works only in Jungle. Not for humans. Domination will destroy humans. When they try to dominate, it means they are following adharma. It’s only the desire to be on top makes man go greedy, makes him think he is more powerful, makes him enforce his power on others and makes him to indulge in all sorts of adharma. Dharma is about affection and love which leads to listening, giving, helping and forgiving. Matha Gandhari’s sons died because their sons refused to share. Draupathi’s sons died because she could not forgive. Dharma will be the only thing that will bring peace to this world.”

"Fate only throws questions!"

Gandhari and others accepted Krishna’s words and enlightened on what real dharma is, Gandhari forgave the Pandavas and Draupathi. She also apologised to Krishna for her misunderstanding and curse. She even tried to take back the curse but Krishna informed her that once cursed, it’s irrevocable. That’s the power of words and curse and he told that he will face it for it is in his destiny. With Krishna’s words and the effects of war, everyone realized that starting a war or following adharma is always easy but the consequences are really heavy to handle and is excruciatingly extensive. 

Kurukshetra War - Night 18

          Rejoicing and cheering aloud, the victorious Pandavas returned to their camp where Draupathi and all others were waiting to join them for the celebration. Untethering their steeds, the warriors entered their bivouac to celebrate.

          Arjuna, on the advice of Krishna, descended from the chariot first with his Gandiva and inexhaustible quiver. As soon as Krishna dismounted the chariot and steeped back, the mighty ape in the banner disappeared and the celestial chariot, along with the steeds reduced into ashes in a wink. Witnessing the bizarre blaze and ashes, stunned and confused Arjuna enquired – “Krishna, from where the blazing fire came and why has the chariot turned into ash?”

          Smiling at Arjuna, with eyes on the ash, Krishna replied – “This chariot of yours has received attacks from diversified weapons from various warriors, including Pithamaha, Dronacharya, Karna, Bhagadatta and many foremost warriors. Only because I was on the chariot, though consumed by the force of the celestial weapons, the chariot remained unaffected. With me abandoning the reins for your objective has been accomplished, the chariot has reduced into ashes because of the power of the astras.”

          Turning towards the Sons of Pandu, Krishna said –“With the victory, the king and the queen should stay out of the bivouac tonight, for auspicious reason. Let us camp by the stream of river Oghavati and perform sacred yaga to free the souls from the sins caused by the battle and remain there for whole night.”

          With Krishna’s words, everyone returned to their respective tents and refreshed before leaving to the bank of River Oghavati for their night stay. King Yudhistra, afraid of Gandhari’s wrath on them while reaching Hastinapur, said unto Krishna – “Krishna, with the death of her sons, Mother Gandhari will be angry on us. And, knowing that Duryodhana has been vanquished unfairly, one look of her would kill us all. This victory has brought no peace to us. I am afraid of how to face Queen Gandhari and the King, after being responsible for the death of all their sons. Before we leave for Hastinapur, I would request you to visit Hastinapur and comfort her. Pacify her for she will be endured with pain, depression and anger. Except you, there is none who can understand a distressed heart.”

          Hearing the words of King Yudhistra, Krishna replied –“You all leave to the bank of the river while I will visit Hastinapur.” Summoning Daruka, Krishna made sure his chariot is preparedto visit the Palace of Hastinapur.

          While Krishna proceeded to Hastinapur, King Yudhistra, his brothers and Draupathi left for the bank of River Oghavati. Reaching the Palace gates of Hastinapur, Krishna descended from the chariot and entered the Palace. Knowing that Krishna is in the Palace, raged Gandhari rushed towards the corridor. Seeing Krishna walking towards her, Gandhari possessed of ascetic virtues, burnt Krishna with her rage and anger, through her blindfolded eyes. With her anger and scorching words of agony turning into fire, Gandhari began to burn Krishna with blazing flames.

          Krishna, standing serene and unaffected, received the wrath and pain of Gandhari. Moments later, with her wrath reduced, exhausted Gandhari fell on the floor and cried thinking she had killed Krishna, while the King, Vidhura and Adhiratha rushed to the corridor along with Kunti and Gandhari’s maids. Embracing Gandhari, Krishna spoke softly – “Fear not for you have placed your agony and anger in my heart. Destiny is supreme of all and none can question it. You know that this is the destined future of your sons. Do not set your heart in agony.”

        Gandhari, remembering her ill-fate and the death of her hundred sons, began to weep. Krishna, understanding the pain of Gandhari comforted her and the weeping King who cried for being responsible for the death of his own sons. Pacifying Gandhari, Krishna along with the King and the people assembled there went to the courtroom.

Meanwhile, hearing about the defeat of Duryodhana while the Pandava warriors looted the Kaurava camp, Aswathama, Krpacharya and Kritavarman rushed to the bank of the lake where Duryodhana was lying alone, with broken thigh and pain. Beholding the trio, Duryodhana, filled with happiness, said unto them –“Blessed I am to have you all by my side. My life has passed in happiness and wealth, surrounded by my friends, kin, family and well-wishers. As a true Kshatriya, I am dying in the battlefield and will be joining the foremost warriors, Karna, my son, my brothers and all those who fought by my side. Do convey to the King and to my mother that I am dying with peace and delighted to join my brothers and my son.”

Unable to tolerate the injustice done to his friend, filled with wrath, Aswathama addressed in voice filled with tear and anger – “Duryodhana, all they have done in this battle in the name of dharma are all unfair! They tricked my father and murdered him; they cheated to slay Pithamaha and behaved like spineless creatures when they killed Karna! And, ceasing not, they have now vanquished you, in an unfair manner. Grant me permission and I will slay every single soul left alive in the Pandava army. The victory will be yours!”

Meanwhile, in Hastinapur, Krishna said unto the King – “King, the Pandavas strived to prevent war but, out of greed and falling for the tricks of King Saguni, you and your son have led to the destruction of the Kshatriyas and your kin and friends. You know that this war is a result of your fault for you did not persuade Duryodhana from childhood to go in peace with the Pandavas. It is all but the effects of time. What else we can say? Knowing all this, I hope you have no hard feelings towards the sons of Pandu. Worrying about you and Gandhari, King Yudhistra is unable to attain peace. You know how truthful he was to you even when he was cheated. So were his brothers.”

          Turning towards Gandhari, he continued-“Matha Gandhari, you were aware of this in the past. You even warned Duryodhana. Knowing all this, I request you to have a steady heart to embrace the truth and the agony in it. Do not set your heart for the destruction of Draupathi or the Pandavas. You know of the rudeness Draupathi faced in the court.”

          Gandhari, with eyes on the ground, replied –“Krishna, I know this will happen. Where there is integrity, there is victory. As a mother who lost all her sons, I fell into the world of agony and my heart was filled with grief. With my anger reduced now, I can think clearly. Only the pain of loss is left in my heart.”

In the meantime, hearing the words of Aswathama, Krpacharya said –“Aswathama, hear to what I say. The battle is over. The sons of Pandu crushed our 11 Akshauhinis. We three are no match to them. They have Krishna by their side. Moreover, the night has set in. It is not fair to fight in the night. Let us retire to Hastinapur first. Let us discuss with the King and Vidhura and proceed with what they say. This war is theirs now. We have to get their orders.”

Raged on hearing the genuine words of Krpacharya, Aswathama replied –“Duryodhana has always been and will be my King. I take orders from him. Listen to the sounds of the Panchala warriors! They are cheering over a victory achieved unethically. I am not going to invite them for the battle. I am going to enter their camp and slay everyone while they are asleep. I am going to assault them along with their dream of seeing the tomorrow. Just like how they unfairly attained victory, same way, I am going to snatch it from them, for Duryodhana.”

Filled with regret, Krpacharya said –“Your heart is also set in reprisal, just like Duryodhana’s. Men are controlled by destiny and no force on this earth can change its course. As vowed to Duryodhana, before the battle, Kritavarman and I too shall join you in this vengeance act of yours.”

Aswathama roared in glee – “By tonight, the remnant Pandava warriors too will be annihilated!”

Delighted in hearing Aswathama’s words, Duryodhana said –“On a King’s command, a Brahmana can battle! Krpacharya, get me a pot of water from this lake! Make Aswathama as the generalissimo of the Kaurava army. Aswathama will get me the victory I desire. And also, the one I desire the most – ‘The death of the Pandavas’!”

Meanwhile, Krishna who was in Hastinapur came to know about the evil plan of Aswathama. Rising from his seat swiftly, he addressed the astounded King and everyone assembled –“I will take my leave. Aswathama has set up an evil plan to destroy the Pandavas deceitfully! I shall go and warn the Pandavas and stop Aswathama!”

“Hurry, Krishna! Go and save them before Aswathama does anything terrible!” – cautioned Vidhura and the King.

Gesturing in acceptance, Krishna rushed in his chariot to see the Pandavas. Meanwhile, Aswathama, Krpacharya and Kritavarman reached the gates of the Pandavas’ camp. Witnessing the warriors sleeping intrepidly, with Kritavarman and Krpacharya guarding the gate Aswathama breached into his foe’s camp and entered the bivouac of Dhrishtadyumna swiftly like a serpent. Standing near the bed of the generalissimo, Aswathama kicked him. Startled Dhrishtadyumna noticed Aswathama standing next to him with his wide open eyes. Aswathama pressed the throat of the Panchala Prince before he could shout or reach to his sword next to his bed.

Aswathama...all set to crush the Pandavas!

“You think you are a warrior just because you killed my father!? You cheated him, remember? For people like you, death should not come from weapons. It will make you die like a Kshatriya or a warrior.” –Saying so, Aswathama pressed his leg hard on the throat of the Panchala prince and assaulted him in the vital parts. The wives of Dhrishtadyumna rose from their bed on hearing the moaning of Dhrishtadyumna and witnessed the raged Aswathama slaying their husband.

Thus slaying Dhrishtadyumna, Aswathama proceeded to the next bivouac of the Panchala princes, ignoring the cries of the Panchala women. Hearing the wails of the wives of Dhrishtadyumna, the warriors rushed to the tent of their generalissimo with swords, but unarmored. Entering the next bivouac, he slew Prince Uttamauja who was asleep. Hearing the moaning of Uttamauja, Prince Yudhamanyu rushed against Aswathama with a mace in hand. Seizing the uplifted mace in his hand, Aswathama assaulted Yudhamanyu and slew him with his sword in a flash and slew the chariot warriors and Kshatriyas of the Panchala army. Though the camp is awake, they were unaware of who is attacking them and where he is. Unarmored and with their choice of weapons in hand, everyone rushed looking for the silent assailant.

Entering the camp of the Sons of Pandu, Aswathama witnessed the sons of Draupathi standing armed. Though his most expected Pandavas were not there, desirous of slaying the young princes, Aswathama struck Prathivindhya with his word in the abdomen. Pierced, the prince fell lifeless. Cutting off the hands of Sutasoma in a swing, Aswathama pressed his sword into the chest of the prince at which the prince too fell dead. Beheading the rushing Satanika, and hitting the forehead of Srutakarma with his sword’s handgrip, Aswathama slew those two warriors in a wink. Beheading the remnant Srutakirthi without taking any hit, Aswathama rushed against Sikandi and the Prabhadrakas who came rushing into the bivouac, with a desire of saving the princes.

Receiving the warriors with a smile, swinging the blood drenched sword of his, Aswathama rushed against Sikandi with rage. Pressing his sword into the abdomen of Sikandi, he detached it back from her abdomen with a twist. Sikandi fell lifeless. Smiling at the dead Panchala warrior, Aswathama then slew the remnant Panchala warriors. Exterminating the Panchala princes, the grandsons of King Drupada and the remnant Kshatriya warriors of the Panchala army with his sword, he rushed to his chariot. Ascending his chariot and with bow in his hand, Aswathama exterminated the followers of King Virata. Slaying every single warrior he is opposed, Aswathama consumed the remnant Pandava warriors like a blazing forest fire. Those who tried to flee from the wrath of Aswathama were slain by Kritavarman and Krpacharya at the gate. With the death of the last single soldier and warrior of the Pandavas and with no sign of the Sons of Pandu, they set fire to the bivouacs and returned to their King.

Beholding Aswathama tainted in blood, Duryodhana, with a cheered heart, enquired about the attack. With delight, holding his sword in his hand, Aswathama replied – “Look at my sword, Duryodhana! This sword is drenched with the blood of the Panchala princes and the Sons of Draupathi. All of them are slain! The Pandavas are now childless. Those five brothers have no reason to celebrate anymore! Victory is yours now. The moment they witness the way their sons lying lifeless, they will die out of pain.”

Gladdened on hearing the words of Aswathama, gathering all his energy, Duryodhana replied – “Aswathama, you achieved what Pithamaha, Karna and Dronacharya failed to accomplish.  I am delighted to hear about the death of Dhrishtadyumna and Sikandi. I thank you all for achieving this mighty feat, for my sake. May god fill your life with all the wealth and grace. Now, I can die peacefully. We all will get to meet again. Thank you for your efforts and support.”

Saying so, Duryodhana rested his head on the sand and became silent while Aswathama stood crying at his friend’s condition. Surrounded by the remnant three warriors of his army, Duryodhana breathed his last, with peace and delight.

Meanwhile, Dhrishtadyumna’s charioteer rushed to the banks of Oghavati and informed King Yudhistra and his brothers about the massacre in the Pandavas’ camp. Riding in their chariot, everyone returned to their camp with a heavy heart. Witnessing her sons lying dead, Draupathi fell on the ground and wept. King Yudhistra sat on the ground and with voice choked in sorrow, he uttered – “Duryodhana is victorious again! We got the whole world but yet, this battle is won by Duryodhana now! After slaying the foremost warriors of Kuru family, our friends, kin, brothers and well –wishers, in the end, we got vanquished!”

Weeping aloud, Draupathi addressed to her husbands – “My sons are dead as a result of the vengeance Duryodhana and Aswathama have on you five. If Aswathama is not punished for what he has done I will enter the pyre and reach heaven along with my sons!”

          Filled with wrath, Bhīma, on hearing the words of Draupathi, rushed to his chariot with his mace in hand. With Nakula driving the chariot, the brothers with their weapons in their hand, rushed looking for Aswathama.
           Aswathama, beholding the Pandavas rushing towards him, he, with the desire of slaying the five brothers, invoked the destructive Brahmasthira, commanding it to destroy the sons of Pandu. Stupefied at the act of Aswathama, the brothers stood terrified for they know that there is no Astra that can nullify Brahmasthra. Arjuna, with a desire of saving the lives on earth, including Aswathama, invoked the Brahmasthra, commanding it –“Let the Brahmasthra of mine neutralize the Brahmasthra of Aswathama’s.”

Brahmastras...forming to crush the world!

          Rushing in his chariot to the spot and witnessing the two Brahmasthira’s forming on the sky with an intention to scorch the world, Krishna shouted – “What have you both done? Arjuna, what is this foolish act of yours? How can a Brahmasthra be an answer for a Brahmasthra? Are you not aware that this world will not be able to handle the wrath of even one Brahmasthra? How can you invoke it?”

          On the words of Krishna, Arjuna quickly withdrew his Brahmasthra. With joined hands, he said – “Krishna, I invoked it only to neutralize Aswathama’s Astra. He slew our sons. All we have now is Abhimanyu’s child in the womb of Uttara. Aswathama’s Astra will definitely consume all of us.”

          Krishna intended to pacify Aswathama. Aswathama, with fear and rage responded – “The sons of Pandu deceived and cheated sinfully to win this battle. They cheated to slay Pithamaha, my father, Karna and above all, Duryodhana! I will not withdraw the Astra. This Astra is invoked for the destruction of the Pandavas and it will happen.”

          Since the Brahmasthra is born out of Lord Brahma’s energy, only a person with clean soul can withdraw it. Aswathama feared that the Brahmasthra might slay him if he withdraws it. Sensing the fear of Aswathama, Krishna replied – “Aswathama, do not engage in any sinful act. Withdraw the weapon and save yourself. The sons of Pandu will forgive you.”

      Meanwhile, distressed Sage Vyasa reached there. Failing to pacify Aswathama, he said –“Aswathama, give the gem in your head that prevents you from getting old and sick. The Pandavas will let you live.”

          Aswathama, taking Sage Vyasa’s words as a command, responded – “You want the sons of Pandu to live! I will let them live, for your words and for the sake of Hastinapur. But, the Brahmasthra will slay the child in the womb of Uttara. The Sons of Pandu too should enjoy the fruits of their sinful cheatings in the war. They should stand uprooted like how they did to Duryodhana. I command my Astra to slay the child of Abhimanyu.”

          Saying so, Aswathama removed the gem in his forehead and gave it to Sage Vyasa as the Astra penetrated the womb of Uttara. Arjuna with kneels on the ground, begged Krishna to save Utthara and the womb.

          Raged on the sinful act of Aswathama, Krishna yelled – “Aswathama, you sinfully souled one! You desired to slay even an unborn child! There is no forgiveness for those who slay a child. For your act of rashness, I curse you to wander on this earth without any companion. You immortal will long for death but death will never be at your doorstep until the end of this Yuga. Your body will be the abode of all the diseases and unable to be treated, you will carry them and roam in the forest, searching for death. Also, listen to these words of mine: Your Astra will slay the foetus. But, it will live again and will be called as Parikshit. He will be well versed in all the Vedas,     he will be an expert in handling diversified weapons and observing all Kshatriya duties, he will rule as a righteous King, in front of your eyes.”

          Aswathama cheerlessly proceeded to the forest after bowing to Sage Vyasa and Krishna. Rushing to the camp with the gem, Krishna and the sons of Pandu witnessed Princess Uttara lying unconscious, receiving the disastrous and brutal effects of Aswathama’s Brahmasthra.

          Krishna, standing next to the Princess, said – “If I have lived by following the Brahmana duties and never lied to anyone, by the power and purity of my soul, I request the son of Abhimanyu to be alive and be in full health. Let the kid be revived and live gloriously.”

          On the words of Krishna, Uttara regained her conscious. Turning to Draupathi, Bhīma gave the gem of Aswathama and explained everything, saying– “Aswathama is defeated. This gem is yours now. We set him free on the request of Sage Vyasa, Krishna and also for that he is a Brahmana.”

          Witnessing the Pandavas and Draupathi struck with grief, spiritually motivating them, Krishna addressed – “Do not dwell in the past. Consider it as the act of destiny and look at the present which is in your hands, waiting for a fresh start. The future’s welfare and happiness is in your spiritual strength and courage.”

          With the words of Krishna, Draupathi gave up her vow and the sun rose in the east, signifying a new start!