"And will Bharata agree to your plans? If he does agree, he shall not
perform my obsequies. O shameless woman, my life's enemy, kill your husband and attain
widowhood to enjoy the kingdom with your son. O, how sinful are women and how pitiless!
No, no. Only this woman is cruel. Why should I insult other women? What a pity that my
Bharata should have this monster for a mother! No, I can never do this. Kaikeyi, I fall at
your feet and beg you. Have some pity on me!"
The King rolled on the ground and writhed
in agony. What shall we say of this scene? A great emperor, famous for his long and
glorious reign, crying and rolling on the ground, clasping his wife's feet and begging for
mercy. It was like Yayaati, thrown back to earth when, his accumulated merit exhausted, he
was ejected from Swarga. |
