on the practices of Kshatriyas! Though alive,
we are really dead! O foremost of superior Brahmanas,
the course of Time is very subtle and difficult to
understand, inasmuch as Kunti, abandoning sovereignty,
became desirous of taking up her abode in the forest.
How is it that she who was the mother of Yudhishthira,
of Bhima, of Vijaya, was burnt to deathlike a helpless
creature. Thinking of this I become stupefied.
In vain was the deity of fire gratified at Khandava
by Arjuna. Ingrate that he is, forgetting that
service he has burnt to death the mother of his benefactor!
Alas, how could that deity burn the mother of Arjuna.
Putting on the guise of a Brahmana, he had formerly
come to Arjuna for soliciting a favour. Fie on
the deity of fire! Fie on the celebrated success
of Partha’s shafts! This is another incident,
O holy one, that appears to me to be productive of
greater misery, for that lord of Earth met with death
by union with a fire that was not sacred. How
could such a death overtake that royal sage of Kuru’s
race who, after having ruled the whole Earth, was engaged
in the practice of penances. In that great forest
there were fires that had been sanctified with mantras.
Alas, my father has made his exit from this world,
coming in contact with an unsanctified fire! I
suppose that Pritha, emaciated and reduced to a form
in which all her nerves became visible, must have
trembled in fear and cried aloud, saying,—O
son Yudhishthira, and awaited the terrible approach
of the conflagration. She must have also said,—O
Bhima, rescue me from this danger—when she,
my mother, was surrounded on all sides by that terrible
conflagration. Among all her sons, Sahadeva,
was her darling. Alas, that heroic son of Madravati
did not rescue her.’ Hearing these lamentations
of the king, those persons that were present there
began to weep, embracing each other. In fact,
the five sons of Pandu were so stricken with grief
that they resembled living creatures at the time of
the dissolution of the universe. The sound of
lamentations uttered by those weeping heroes, filling
the spacious chambers of the palace, escaped therefrom
and penetrated the very welkin."’
SECTION XXXIX
“Narada said, ’The king has not been burnt
to death by an unsanctified fire. I have heard
this there. I tell thee, O Bharata, such has not
been the fate of Vichitraviryya. It has been
heard by us that when the old king endued with great
intelligence and subsisting on air alone entered the
woods (after his return from Gangadwara), he caused
his sacrificial fires to be duly ignited. Having
performed his sacred rites therewith, he abandoned
them all. Then the Yajaka Brahmanas he had with
him cast off those fires in a solitary part of the
woods and went away as they liked on other errands,
O foremost one of Bharata’s race. The fire
thus cast off grew in the woods. It then produced
a general conflagration in the forest. Even this