ആദ്യത്തെ 107 വരികൾ.
How dare you snatch the prince's weapon?
Dushasan, you fool!
It isn't courage, it is training.
Even if the teacher's son is younger to us
it's right to consider him as an elder brother.
Our uncle had said so.
But he is elder to us in age.
Accept my greetings, friend.
You seem cultured.
I was afraid
that I may have to force the princes of Hastinapur
to change their attitude.
What is the pearl on your forehead?
It is the center of my sharp brains and limitless powers.
It's the fruit of the penance I did in my previous birth.
Due to this
I will never fall sick or grow old.
Then being friends with a great Brahman like you
will be a blessing to the future king of Hastinapur.
My uncle has made all these arrangements for me.
Hereafter, you will have equal rights on all these things
as much as I have.
A lamp burning with perfumed oil?
Such great facilities!
Life at the palace is actually very comfortable.
This is nothing.
The day you become the Royal teacher of Hastinapur
there will be abundance of facilities.
Your friend promises you.
Food can be served on a golden plate
but one cannot cook in it.
No facilities are allowed for the students
of this hermitage.
It's human nature
that he wants himself, his family and his children
to get all the happiness.
That's why we always stay away from
hard work and problems.
We try to increase our comforts and facilities.
Think about your life.
Isn't it true
that we always provide our children
with comforts and facilities?
But have you ever thought?
How would comforts benefit them?
The ones who are provided with comforts and facilities
how would their lives be!
Hard work makes the body healthier.
When our brains encounter tough challenges
it becomes more radiant.
We have experienced it.
But we tend to forget
that when our heart and soul experience difficulties
even they become stronger.
It means
whenever we try to keep our children away
from hard work and sorrow
aren't we actually shutting the door to happiness for them?
Think about it.
Ashwathama.
Ashwathama!
Son.
These lovely clothes and gold
why are you putting them in the fire?
I am following my father's orders.
Did your father
ask you to burn all the gifts received from Hastinapur?
But your father had decided to renounce poverty
for your sake, son.
But not from his heart, mother.
Poverty is still very dear to him.
I think he wants
me to be miserable and lead my life begging for alms.
Why is that, mother?
What is the pride in assuming liquid flour to be milk?
Why does father hate prosperity?
Today, I was being friends with the prince of Hastinapur.
The prince would be the future king of Hastinapur.
Beings friends with him
could have filled my life with all the comforts and facilities.
But father
shut the door of that friendship for me.
Son, there are four types of friendship.
The best form of friendship is
where everyone together
with knowledge, devotion and principles
work hard for the welfare of one's soul.
The second best form of friendship is when
all the friends together
think about their families, dynasty
the society and the welfare of the nation.
The third is the friendship of business
where efforts are put to earn wealth
together.
The last is the friendship of vices
where attempts are made only to enjoy.
What kind of a friendship do you share with the Kuru prince?
What benefits would you derive from such a friendship?
What have I derived in life until now
that I can chose? - Ashwathama!
Don't you talk like that to your father.
Let him speak, Kripi.
I understand his feelings.
But son, you must remember
he is being friends with you now because you are
his Guru's son.
I trusted such a friendship and had a bitter experience in life.
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