WHEN the battle was over, Hastinapura was a city of mourning; all the
women and children were weeping and lamenting their
Slain, nearest and dearest. With many thousands of bereaved women accom- panying,
Dhritarashtra went to the field of battle. At Kurukshetra, the scene of terrible
destruction, the blind king thought of all that had passed, and wept aloud. But, of what
avail was weeping?
"O king, words of consolation addressed to a bereaved person do
not remove his grief. Thousands of rulers have given up their lives in battle for your
sons. It is now time that you should arrange for proper funeral ceremonies for the
dead," said Sanjaya to Dhritarashtra.
"It is not right to grieve for those who die in battle. When souls
have left their bodies, there is nothing Eke relationship, nothing like brother or son or
relative. Your sons have really no connection with you.
Relationship ends with death, being only a bodily connection and a mere
minor incident in the soul's eternal life. From the nowhere do lives come, and,
with death, they again disappear into nowhere. Why should we weep for them?