After some time, King Drupada, seated amidst his kinsmen and learned counsellors, rose and spoke with solemn pride: “Behold the son of Indra, the grandson of Vichitraveerya, this Arjuna of noble conduct. Fortune has favoured me, for he has won my daughter in the swayamvara and shall now, in the sanctified manner of tradition, take…
Kunti, mother of the five sons born of gods, yet touched by the frailty of mortal feeling, sat restless and anxious. Her mind wandered through the shadows of old sorrows and cruel memories. Long had her sons been gone to the grand assembly of the svayaṃvara, yet no word had returned. Dark thoughts pressed upon…
Drustadyumna turned to the moon-faced Draupadī and said in a low, exultant voice: “Princes without number have come to this great Swayamvara. From Hastināpura are Duryodhana and his brother Duḥśāsana, the sons of Dhṛtarāṣṭra; with them stand Karṇa, Aśvatthāmā, Somadatta, Śalya and Virata. Here also are Akrūra, Śaraṇa, and the valiant Sātyaki, chiefs of the…
The forefathers of Aurva, rising like ancient flame from the unseen realms, addressed the young sage with grave compassion: “O child of the Bhrigu line, we have beheld the dread of thy penance and the terrible brilliance of its blaze that makes the worlds tremble. Restrain thy wrath, that it may remain without master. Know…
Visvamitra, long harbouring a silent feud against his preceptor Vasiṣṭha, conceived a dark design to wound him through the house of Ikṣvāku. Among that royal line was Kalmāṣapāda, and Visvamitra sought to make him his unwitting instrument. One day the king, weary from the chase, turned aside to rest at Vasiṣṭha’s hermitage. On the forest…
Chitraratha spoke of the hidden thread that bound Tapati to the noble house of Bharata. Tapati, radiant daughter of the Sun and sister of the chaste Savitri, shone with beauty, youth, and eyes like smoldering flame. Surya, beholding her virtues and grace, resolved to give this jewel of his heart to a worthy soul—a king…
Through harsh terrain and winding paths, Kunti and the Pandavas pressed forward. They crossed glittering lakes, ferried restless rivers, climbed rugged mountain passes, and wandered through dense forests without respite, covering vast distances. As they journeyed, there arose before them the august figure of Vyasa—the sage of sages, the remover of ignorance, the incarnation of…
The tale, as narrated by Ugrasrava to the sage Sounaka and his company, moved from the fall of Bakasura to the quiet life of the Pandavas, dwelling in disguise as Brahmins within the house of a learned scholar at Ekachakrapura. In those days, a wandering traveller, fatigued from his journey, sought shelter with them, and…
The sage Vedavyasa, endowed with a sacred mind and revered by sages, descended among the Pandavas. Equal in brilliance to Brahma, honoured by Brahmins, and radiant in form like a rain-laden cloud, he was the redeemer of sins, a living embodiment of virtue, as Kunti and her sons themselves were. His presence enlightened their hearts,…
At dawn, the people of Varanavatha gathered in awe and horror to behold the wax house reduced to smoldering ashes. Where once stood a grand arsenal, there now remained only a heap of dust. When the charred remains of five youths and a woman were discovered, the citizens, with heavy hearts, concluded they were Kunti…
