Mahabharat

Vichitravirya!

Vichitravirya! Vichitravirya!

Vichitravirya! - Vichitravirya!

Vichitravirya! Vichitravirya!

Vichitravirya!

Lord Surya!

I will extinguish you today!

Today the entire universe will be covered in darkness!

Show yourself to me!

I am invoking you!

Order your son, Lord Yama

to return the life of my younger brother!

Bhishma, what are you doing?

Do you want to end the entire universe?

I am not concerned about the universe right now, Lord Surya!

The Lord is punishing my family for no reason!

The souls of my father and ancestors

are crying up in the heavens!

They had built this kingdom with great efforts and love!

What mistake have I made?

What sin was committed by my ancestors?

Even I do not have the answers to your questions, Bhishma

but looking at past events, all I can say

that man must be concerned only with his present.

Let the future be the concern of God, Bhishma.

Be patient. - How can I be patient, Lord Surya?

The dynasty of Kuru fell apart right before my eyes.

First, Chitrangad died.

The entire kingdom and I

had vested our hopes in Vichitravirya

but now even he has left us.

What will become of this kingdom?

What will become of this kingdom, Lord Surya?

What will become of it?

If unhappiness stems from unrighteousness

then righteousness has surely forsaken Hastinapur today.

It has forsaken me.

No, it has not forsaken you.

There is a solution to the problem of Hastinapur.

Ambalika

Ambika

the two of you

must now take part in the plainness ritual.

A woman adorns her hair with ornaments

to accept the love of her husband

but now

your hair

shall remain without any ornament for life.

When widowed

unhappiness houses the heart of a woman.

Now, you must battle these tears for life

but do not let this agony consume you

to the point that it destroys you.

Our lives have already been destroyed, Queen Mother

but maybe you shall never be able to understand this.

How could I not understand your pain?

Me?

I too have witnessed the demise of my husband.

How could I not understand your pain?

I have lost my son.

You were fortunate to have a son with your husband, Queen Mother.

You were blessed with children.

How could we be fortunate then, Queen Mother?

Look at us.

Neither were we blessed with a husband

nor with children.

The princesses of Kashi

have now been reduced to refugee mendicants of Hastinapur.

Why, Queen Mother?

No, neither are the two of you refugees here

nor mendicants.

I promise the two of you

that your sons shall rule this kingdom.

Our sons?

How can we conceive sons now?

The two of you shall conceive children

through the medium of 'Niyog'.

In the event of a person's demise

and in the absence of an heir

through the medium of a sage

one can conceive a son.

This method is called 'Niyog'

and I have called my son

sage Ved Vyas to come and perform the procedure here.

'Niyog'?

Before taking this decision

did you not even think of consulting with us