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Stop!
Enemies are not premitted to go near his Excellency!
Go and tell grandsire
that his grandsons
wish to meet him.
We have no weapons on us.
Go
and seek his permision.
His Excellency, the sons of Pandu are here.
They have no weapons on them
and they seek your permission to meet you.
No,
they do not have my permission.
If they meet me today
then tomorrow in the battlefield
they will not be able to strike at me.
Go and tell the sons of Pandu
that His Excellency Bhishma cannot meet the enemies.
Stop!
Go and tell them
that they do have my permission to meet me.
Grandsire, all of us...
Before you say anything, you must listen to me.
As long as I am alive
I have no intention of forsaking my duties.
In other words
neither will I give up my weapons
nor give up protecting the sons of Dhristarashtra
It is the duty of all of you that you must
battle with all your might.
If you need
to make a sacrifice
then you must do so gladly
and obtain victory.
In other words
slaying me is your duty.
If...
If any of you
forsakes this duty
then
it will break my heart.
My death
will become excruciatingly agonizing.
Even after listening to all this
if you still have a question
then go ahead and ask.
- But, grandsire... - I know, dear.
The very thought of my death
makes your heart shudder.
However
it is a moment of good fortune for me
because the journey of a very long and unsuccessful life
is drawing to an end.
In my life
I have seen nothing but misery
and now
it is time for my miseries to end.
And
I can have
that good fortune from all of you.
Until now
you have obeyed all my orders.
Today
you must obey one last order
of your grandsire.
While slaying me
even if your heart shudders
your hands must not tremble!
I have only one question for you, grandsire.
You are illuminating to us the path to have the kingdom.
But who will dispense sound advice to us
to govern it?
Grandsire.
It was your oath.
That until you help the throne of Hastinapur
get a king who is both righteous and competent
you will not leave this world.
With this oath as our basis.
Did we begin this war.
However, after our victory.
If you are not there,
then who will test us?
Who will test us, grandsire?
Grandsire.
Until a judge gives the permission.
No deed can truly be called just.
When the son of Dhritarashtra get slain by me over here.
Who will assure us that this is not murder.
But justice?
If you leave, then this battlefield
will be robbed of rightnousness forever, grandsire.
Forever...
All of you are correct.
A few of my duties have not been fulfilled yet.
I give you my word.
That before I leave this world.
I shall discharge all my duties.
You must expunge yourselves of all your suspicions.
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