Mahabharat

Kunti!

Arjun!

Yudhishthir, Bheem, Nakul, Sahadev!

No!

No!

Mother

Bhagirath had brought you to the earth from heaven

so that his subjects could

offer the ashes of their beloved deceased in your waters

and pray for their salvation.

Have you ever seen an unfortunate event

when a person came to offer his own ashes?

Today, I am here, mother

to offer you my own ashes

and pray for my salvation.

These are my ashes, mother.

The way the skeletons are the basis of a body

the sons of Pandu were the basis of my life.

They were the basis of all my hopes.

They were the basis of the future of my kingdom's subjects.

The leaves of a tree may fall off

but its roots can never attain liberation.

You are the root of the tree of righteousness, uncle.

How can you attain liberation?

The tree has fallen, Vidur.

Hastinapur's tree of righteousness fell today.

It fell.

Every inch of me is burning with anger and dejection.

I feel like following Lord Parashuram's example

by drawing my weapons

and destroying the entire Kuru dynasty!

I feel like punishing Duryodhan and his brothers

in such a manner that they repent

for their sins till the end of time!

I feel like following Lord Parashuram's example

and punishing Duryodhan and his brothers

in such a manner that they repent

for their sins till the end of time!

But I...

But I cannot do so, Vidur.

I...

I am helpless.