Just then, Vyasa
came. He spoke comforting words: "O King, console yourself. You are the eldest, and
you ought not to lose heart thus." Dhritarashtra cried desperately: I do not desire
to live a longer. All my children are gone. What is the good of my life now?"
"Why do you talk a mad man, Dhritarashtra? These things were destined to happen
and your children were bound to come to this fate. Remember the words of Yudhishthira. Did
he not offer to give up all enmity even offered to give up his claim to the empire. He was
ready to yield if Duryodhana gave him just five villages. But Duryodhana refused. The
Kauravas were impious and the Pandavas were pious. You reap only what you sow. Who can
help it? Isn't it strange that you should know all this and yet cry like this? Go home and
take back the Pandavas into fold. Treat them like your own children." Your Thus Vyasa
consoled the old man and sent him home from the battlefield.
Although Yudhisthira was a warrior, he was very tender-hearted. The Kauravas had
wronged them cruelly and the Pandavas had to kill them; there was no other way. But
Yudhishthira burned with grief. When he met Gandhari, he was deeplydisturbed. He felt as
though he had himself wronged her. He and his brothers stood tearful before her. They fell
at her feel Dhritarashtra was born blind. And his wife Gandhari had tied her eyes
blindfold, it sympathy with her blind husband. In her children died she was broken hearted
She was a very pure woman, devoted to her husband. In her sorrow and anger, she was about
to curse the Pandavas. When Yudhishthira and his brothers touched her feet her face grew
red with anger. Her lips trembled. She was on the point of uttering a curse.
Vyasa was there at hand. He could foresee that delay would prove fatal. He put his hand
gently on her head and said:
"Look here, child! I am Vyasa. I am here. Gandhari feared him and held back the
"Daughter, check your anger. How are the Pandavas to blame? They have keep to the
path of Dharma. Let bygones
bygones. Comfort yourself. Think that the Pandavas are your own children," said
Vyasa. Gandhari listened to these words of Vyasa, the supreme head of the family. She hung
her head in shame and sorrow. She touched the feet of the mighty sage. She contained her
grief, called the Pandavas to her side and embraced them with affection.