نخستین 125 خط.
'A person who is blind since birth'
'is unworthy of becoming the king.'
'When all the sons are equally worthy'
'only then does the eldest son have this right, Queen Mother.'
My lord...
Avoid!
I said, avoid!
Right now, I am not in a state to converse with anyone.
Today my decision to blindfold my eyes
seems worth it.
The world that does such injustice to my husband
is unworthy to be looked at.
Pardon me, Prince.
The ministers of the court have decided
that they will... - Coronate Pandu as the king.
I knew it.
I am sure, he must have been ecstatic. Am I right?
Who could be happy at this decision, Queen Mother?
This will fill my entire life with grief.
Grandsire
I am but a servant to my elder brother
and for a servant, his duties are his ornaments.
I have taken an oath to serve my brother since birth.
I can take his side
not his place.
Something that inflicts a wound
and then applies an ointment of words on it is politics.
I had no idea when he learnt all this.
Pandu.
Then grandsire must have said
that keeping the pain and dejection of oneself
locked up in one's heart and carrying out one's duties
is the duty of every prince.
And you must bear this duty on your shoulders.
A person can never be greater than the throne
and love
can never be greater than duties.
If through meditation, rituals or medication
we could coronate Dhritarashtra as the king
then we would have gladly waited for it
but the situation is not so.
Dhritarashtra will
never be able to see.
That is why
in the best interest of the entire Kingdom of Kuru
the responsibility of this kingdom
falls to you.
Only after everyone requested him
did Prince Pandu say in the royal court
that during the exile of Lord Ram
Bharat had carried out the duties of the throne
similarly, he too would carry out the royal duties.
So, have you come here to take my slippers, soldier?
Will Pandu place them on the throne and sit at its base?
What is the point of this act?
Even Lord Ram had been exiled for 14 years
but in my case
everyone has sentenced me
to a lifelong exile.
A lifelong exile.
He is not Bharat.
He will not give up the throne for anyone.
Neither will he give it up for me
nor for my children.
Now, the Kuru dynasty will be furthered by Pandu.
Now, the future of blind Dhritarashtra
will be in darkness.
In darkness.
I have been tied to this darkness forever
by that Pandu.
That Pandu has tied me to it forever.
Son Shakuni.
Son, is time for us to leave.
I too was thinking of this, mother.
Get up, Chandal!
Get up, dear Pishaach!
It is the order of my father.
We must leave. Let's go.
Now, Gandhari's...
Now, Gandhari's silent sacrifice..
Come on.
Pardon me, mother.
My dice refuse to budge.
Why are you joking, Shakuni? - It's no joke, Your Highness.
Leave.
I am not joking, Your Highness.
I explained it to the two of them
that we must return to Gandhar
but these two...
Shame is keeping them from getting up, sire.
Isn't the name of our ancestral kingdom
Purushpura, father?
But if you and I, a king and a prince
return to Gandhar with such an insult to our chivalry
then what will we tell our subjects?
Shall we call the 'land of men'
the 'land of eunuchs'?
This is what these impudent fellows here say, father.
This is what they say.
Our insult? Who insulted us, Shakuni?
This was Gandhari's fate. - Fate!
Fate!
If fate cannot be trusted like a gamble, father
then I will not side with fate
but with a gamble!
With a gamble!
These dice are in my hand.
I throw them in the air.
No one throws them on my behalf, father.
But you have given the dice of our lives
in the hands of that Bhishma, father.
In the hands of that Bhishma.
That is why we have been treated so poorly.
Gandhari has met with great injustice, father.
She has met with injustice
and this truth is
piercing my heart like a dagger, father.
Piercing my heart
like a dagger!
Shakuni! Son...
Son, what have you done?
How can anyone stab oneself with a dagger, son?
What have you done?
Father
this wound will remind me
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