The wind blew and the flames spread every where. The deer and the wild
boars ran in herds hither and thither, and rushed madly to the pools.
Dhritarashtra told Sanjaya: "This fire will envelop us all.
You had better save yourself."
Saying this, the blind old king, Gandhari with her eves blindfolded and
Kunti sat down on the ground, the three of them, facing east wards in yoga posture and
calmly gave themselves up to the flames.
Sanjaya, who had been to the blind king, throughout all his days, his
only light and was dear to him like life itself, spent the rest of his days in the
Himalayas a sanyasin.