In these circumstances he has got
together the kings of many countries, taken Sri Krishna as his charioteer, and is standing on the
battle field. He says to Sri Krishna with heroic ardor: "Place my chariot
between the two armies so that I can look at the faces of the people
who have come out ready to fight with me."
Krishna did as he was told, what does Arjuna see when he turns his gaze in all directions?
On both sides are gathered a thick surging throngs of his own kinsmen and friends. He sees grandfathers, fathers, sons and
grandsons, four generations of his own people - family, friends and relations - finally
determined to kill and be
killed.
It was not as though he had not expected this. But the actual
experience strikes one with the force of afresh impact.
When he sees all his own people gathered together, a storm begins to rage in
his heart. He feels downcast. In the past, he had killed innumerable
warriors in many a battle.
But never till now had he felt so miserable,
never
had his bow, Gandiva, slipped from his hands nor had his body quaked like this, nor his eyes
became wet.
Then, why did all this happen now? Was he moved by the spirit of non
- violence now, as Ashoka was to be later? No, this was only attachment to his own
people.
Even now, if those in front of him had not been his
teachers, kinsmen and friends he would have made their severed heads fly like so many
balls. But his
attachment confused him and overshadowed his devotion to duty; it was then that he
thought of philosophy.
When a man with a sense of duty is caught in
illusion, even then he cannot bear to face the naked fact of his
lapse from duty. He usually covers it up with an inquiry into principles. Arjuna
was just in this plight. He began to declare ostentatiously that war was
really a sin, that war would destroy the race, main dharma, encourage
moral
anarchy, spread antinomianism, disturb the seasons and bring many other disasters
upon society. With such
arguments he tried to enlighten Krishna Himself.
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