As he approached the city, Bharata's mind was filled with misgiving. Nothing
seemed to be as it was before, and the air seemed heavy with disaster. He asked the
charioteer: "Why does the city wear such a strange look, I do not see the usual
crowds of people going in and coming out in the gardens out side the city one used to see
young men and women with bright, cheerful faces. But now they all seem sad."
Bharata's chariot entered the city through
the Victory Gate. The streets, houses and temples were bare and unadorned. The faces of
the people looked drawn and famished.
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