Mahabharat

The entire kingdom was in a state of pause

or waiting for the birth of this boy.

That is why, this boy shall be called Dhritarashtra.

All hail Prince Dhritarashtra!

All hail Prince Dhritarashtra!

All hail Prince Dhritarashtra!

All hail Prince Dhritarashtra!

All hail Prince Dhritarashtra!

This boy has the aura of gold and the fragrance of magnolias.

Pandu, which means white. The boy has a brilliant white aura.

He will illuminate the entire kingdom

and hence this boy shall be called Pandu.

All hail Prince Pandu!

All hail Prince Pandu!

All hail Prince Pandu!

Councilor, give the priest

three villages of our kingdom and 100 cows as his fee.

As you command, Queen Mother.

Queen Mother.

This ritual is not yet complete.

This boy is yet to be given a name.

But he is the son of a maid...

He is the son of Parashrami.

He is not only the son of Parashrami

but also a gift bestowed upon her by your son, sage Veda Vyas

and he shall be a brother to both the princes.

What should this boy be named, sir?

Prince Dhritarashtra is inherently gallant, Sire.

Prince Pandu has the virtue of patience right from his birth.

They will require knowledge to rule the kingdom justly.

I name this boy Vidura.

This boy will be very knowledgeable and wise.

All hail Prince Vidura!

All hail Prince Vidura!

All hail Prince Vidura!

I am not here to receive charity, Queen Mother

but to offer it on this blessed occasion

to the great Bheeshma.

Marriage

or death?

What will the great Bheeshma accept?

Lord Parashurama has summoned the great Bheeshma.

What do you wish for, Princess Amba?

I am still willing to welcome you here.

Become a part of our family.

Choosing the path of struggle over that of happiness

is not a very wise choice.

Why do you wish to render your life meaningless?

What happiness have you given to my sisters?

Widowhood, the horrendous experience of surrogacy

an imperfect boy child?

No, Queen Mother of the Kuru dynasty.

I am awaiting true happiness that the future holds

when the glory of Bheeshma will shatter before my eyes.

The anticipation of that glorious moment

in the future is what keeps me alive.

The other name of future is struggle.

If the desire of the heart goes unfulfilled

then the heart plans for the future.

It keeps imagining the fulfillment of the desire

in the future.

But life... Life lies neither in the future

nor in the past.

Life is the present moment.

In other words, living in the present