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affliction. The servants of the Vrishnis, their horsemen, and their car-warriors too, followed the procession. The citizens and
the inhabitants of the country, at the command of Prithas son, set out at the same time and proceeded, surrounding that
cavalcade destitute of heroes and numbering only women and the aged and the children. The warriors who fought from the
backs of elephants proceeded on elephants as huge as hills. The foot-soldiers also set out, together with the reserves. The
children of the Andhaka and the Vrishni races, all followed Arjuna. The Brahmanas and Kshatriyas, and Vaisyas, and wealthy
Sudras, set out, keeping before them the 16,000 women that had formed Vasudevas harem, and Vajra, the grandson of the
intelligent Krishna. The widows of the other heroes of the Bhoja, the Vrishni, and the Andhaka races, lordless now, that set out
with Arjuna, numbered many millions. That foremost of car-warriors, that conqueror of hostile towns, the son of Pritha,
escorted this vast procession of Vrishnis, which still abounded with wealth, and which looked like a veritable ocean.

"After all the people had set out, the ocean, that home of sharks and alligators, flooded Dvaraka, which still teemed with wealth
of every kind, with its waters. Whatever portion of the ground was passed over, ocean immediately flooded over with his
waters. Beholding this wonderful sight, the inhabitants of Dvaraka walked faster and faster, saying, Wonderful is the course of
fate! Dhananjaya, after abandoning Dvaraka, proceeded by slow marches, causing the Vrishni women to rest in pleasant forests
and mountains and by the sides of delightful streams. Arrived at the country of the five waters, the puissant Dhananjaya planted
a rich encampment in the midst of a land that abounded with corn and kine and other animals. Beholding those lordless widows
escorted by Prithas son alone O Bharata, the robbers felt a great temptation (for plunder). Then those sinful wretches, with
hearts overwhelmed by cupidity, those Abhiras of ill omen, assembled together and held a consultation. They said, Here there
is only one bowman, Arjuna. The cavalcade consists of children and the old. He escorts them, transgressing us. The warriors
(of the Vrishnis) are without energy. Then those robbers, numbering by thousands, and armed with clubs, rushed towards the
procession of the Vrishnis, desirous of plunder. Urged by the perverse course of time they fell upon that vast concourse,
frightening it with loud leonine shouts and desirous of slaughter. The son of Kunti, suddenly ceasing to advance along the path,
turned, with his followers, towards the place where the robbers had attacked the procession. Smiling the while, that mighty-
armed warrior addressed the assailants, saying, You sinful wretches, forbear, if ye love your lives. Ye will rue this when I
pierce your bodies with my shafts and take your lives. Though thus addressed by that hero, they disregarded his words, and
though repeatedly dissuaded, they fell upon Arjuna. Then Arjuna endeavoured to string his large, indestructible, celestial bow
with some effort. He succeeded with great difficulty in stringing it, when the battle had become furious. He then began to think
of his celestial weapons but they would not come to his mind. Beholding that furious battle, the loss of the might of his arm,
and the non-appearance of his celestial weapons, Arjuna became greatly ashamed. The Vrishni warriors including the foot-
soldiers, the elephant-warriors, and the car-men, failed to rescue those Vrishni women that were being snatched away by the
robbers. The concourse was very large. The robbers assailed it at different points. Arjuna tried his best to protect it, but could
not succeed. In the very sightof all the warriors, many foremost of ladies were dragged away, while others went away with the
robbers of their own accord. The puissant Arjuna, supported by the servants of the Vrishnis, struck the robbers with shafts sped
from Gandiva. Soon, however. O king, his shafts were exhausted. In former days his shafts had been inexhaustible. Now,
however, they proved otherwise. Finding his shafts exhausted, he became deeply afflicted with grief. The son of Indra then
began to strike the robbers with the horns of his bow. Those Mlecchas, however, O Janamejaya, in the very sight of Partha,
retreated, taking away with them many foremost ladies of the Vrishnis and Andhakas. The puissant Dhananjaya regarded it all
as the work of destiny. Filled with sorrow he breathed heavy sighs at the thought of the non-appearance of his (celestial)
weapons, the loss of the might of his arms, the refusal of his bow to obey him, and the exhaustion of his shafts. Regarding it all
as the work of destiny, he became exceedingly cheerless. He then ceased, O king, to make further efforts, saying, he had not
the power which he had before. The high-souled one, taking with him the remnant of the Vrishni women, and the wealth that
was still with them, reached Kurukshetra. Thus bringing with him the remnant of the Vrishnis. he established them at different
places. He established the son of Kritavarma at the city called Marttikavat, with the remnant of the women of the Bhoja king.
Escorting the remainder, with children and old men and women, the son of Pandu established them, who were reft of heroes, in
the city of Indraprastha. The dear son of Yuyudhana, with a company of old men and children and women, the righteous-
souled Arjuna established on the banks of the Sarasvati. The rule of Indraprastha was given to Vajra. The widows of Akrura
then desired to retire into the woods. Vajra asked them repeatedly to desist, but they did not listen to him. Rukmini, the
princess of Gandhara, Saivya, Haimavati, and queen Jamvabati ascended the funeral pyre. Satyabhama and other dear wives of
Krishna entered the woods, O king, resolved to set themselves to the practice of penances. They began to live on fruits and
roots and pass their time in the contemplation of Hari. Going beyond the Himavat, they took up their abode in a place called
Kalpa. Those men who had followed Arjuna from Dwaravati, were distributed into groups, and bestowed upon Vajra. Having
done all these acts suited to the occasion, Arjuna, with eyes bathed in tears, then entered the retreat of Vyasa. There he beheld
the Island-born Rishi seated at his ease."

Vaishampayana said: "As Arjuna entered the asylum of the truthful Rishi, he beheld the son of Satyavati seated in a secluded
spot.

"Approaching that Rishi of high vows and endued with a knowledge of all duties, he said, I am Arjuna, and then awaited his
pleasure. Satyavatis son, endued with high penances, answered, saying Welcome! Of tranquil soul, the great Muni further said,
Take thy seat. Seeing that the son of Pritha was exceedingly cheerless and breathing heavy sighs repeatedly and filled with
despair, Vyasa addressed him, saying, "Hast thou been sprinkled with water from anybodys nails or hair, or the end of
anybodys cloth, or from the mouth of a jar? Hast thou had sexual congress with any woman before the cessation of her
functional flow? Hast thou slain a Brahmana? Hast thou been vanquished in battle? Thou lookest like one shorn of prosperity. I
do not know that thou hast been defeated by anyone. Why then, O chief of Bharatas race, this exceedingly dejected aspect? It
behoveth thee, O son of Pritha, to tell me all, if, indeed, there be no harm in telling it."

"Arjuna said, He whose complexion was like that of a (newly-risen) cloud, he whose eyes were like a pair of large lotus petals,
Krishna, has, with Rama, cast off his body and ascended to Heaven. At Prabhasa, through iron bolts generated by the curse
denounced by Brahmanas, the destruction has taken place of the Vrishni heroes. Awful hath that carnage been, and not even a
single hero has escaped. The heroes of the Bhoja, the Andhaka, and the Vrishni races, O Brahmana, who were all endued with
high souls, great might, and leonine pride, have slaughtered one another in battle. Possessed of arms that looked like maces of
iron, and capable of bearing the strokes of heavy clubs and darts, alas, they have all been slain with blades of Eraka grass.
Behold the perverse course of Time. 500,000 mighty-armed warriors have thus been laid low. Encountering one another, they
have met with destruction. Thinking repeatedly of this carnage of the Yadava warriors of immeasurable energy and of the
illustrious Krishna, I fail to derive peace of mind. The death of the wielder of Sarnga is as incredible as the drying up of the
ocean, the displacement of a mountain, the falling down of the vault of heaven, or the cooling property of fire. Deprived of the
company of the Vrishni heroes, I desire not to live in this world. Another incident has happened that is more painful than this,
O thou that art possessed of wealth of penances. Repeatedly thinking of it, my heart is breaking. In my very sight, O Brahmana,
thousands of Vrishni ladies were carried away by the Abhiras of the country of the five waters, who assailed us. Taking up my
bow I found myself unequal to even string it. The might that had existed in my arms seemed to have disappeared on that
occasion. O great ascetic, my weapons of diverse kinds failed to make their appearance. Soon, again, my shafts became
exhausted. That person of immeasurable soul, of four arms, wielding the conch, the discus, and the mace, clad in yellow robes,
dark of complexion, and possessing eyes resembling lotus-petals, is no longer seen by me. Alas, reft of Govinda, what have I to
live for, dragging my life in sorrow? He who used to stalk in advance of my car, that divine form endued with great splendour
and unfading puissance, consuming as he proceeded all hostile warriors, can no longer be seen by me. No longer beholding
him who by his energy first burnt all hostile troops whom I afterwards despatched with shafts sped from Gandiva, I am filled
with grief and my head swims, O best of men. Penetrated with cheerlessness and despair, I fail to obtain peace of mind. I dare
not live, reft of the heroic Janardana. As soon as I heard that Vishnu had left the Earth, my eyes became dim and all things
disappeared from my vision. O best of men, it behoveth thee to tell me what is good for me now, for I am now a wanderer with
an empty heart, despoiled of my kinsmen and of my possession.

"Vyasa said, The mighty car-warriors of the Vrishni and the Andhaka races have all been consumed by the Brahmanas curse. O
chief of Kurus race, it behoveth thee not to grieve for their destruction. That which has happened had been ordained. It was the
destiny of those high-souled warriors. Krishna suffered it to take place although he was fully competent to baffle it. Govinda
was able to alter the very course of the universe with all its mobile and immobile creatures. What need then be said of the curse
of even high-souled Brahmanas? He who used to proceed in front of thy car, armed with discus and mace, through affection for
thee, was the four-armed Vasudeva, that ancient rishi. That high-souled one of expansive eyes, Krishna, having lightened the
burthen of the Earth and cast off his (human) body, has attained to his own high seat. By thee also, O foremost of men, with
Bhima for thy helpmate and the twins, O mighty-armed hero, has the great work of the gods been accomplished. O foremost
one of Kurus race, I regard thee and thy brothers as crowned with success, for ye have accomplished the great purpose of your

affliction. The servants of the Vrishnis, their horsemen, and their car-warriors too, followed the procession. The citizens and

the inhabitants of the country, at the command of Prithas son, set out at the same time and proceeded, surrounding that

cavalcade destitute of heroes and numbering only women and the aged and the children. The warriors who fought from the

backs of elephants proceeded on elephants as huge as hills. The foot-soldiers also set out, together with the reserves. The

children of the Andhaka and the Vrishni races, all followed Arjuna. The Brahmanas and Kshatriyas, and Vaisyas, and wealthy

Sudras, set out, keeping before them the 16,000 women that had formed Vasudevas harem, and Vajra, the grandson of the

intelligent Krishna. The widows of the other heroes of the Bhoja, the Vrishni, and the Andhaka races, lordless now, that set out

with Arjuna, numbered many millions. That foremost of car-warriors, that conqueror of hostile towns, the son of Pritha,

escorted this vast procession of Vrishnis, which still abounded with wealth, and which looked like a veritable ocean.

"After all the people had set out, the ocean, that home of sharks and alligators, flooded Dvaraka, which still teemed with wealth

of every kind, with its waters. Whatever portion of the ground was passed over, ocean immediately flooded over with his

waters. Beholding this wonderful sight, the inhabitants of Dvaraka walked faster and faster, saying, Wonderful is the course of

fate! Dhananjaya, after abandoning Dvaraka, proceeded by slow marches, causing the Vrishni women to rest in pleasant forests

and mountains and by the sides of delightful streams. Arrived at the country of the five waters, the puissant Dhananjaya planted

a rich encampment in the midst of a land that abounded with corn and kine and other animals. Beholding those lordless widows

escorted by Prithas son alone O Bharata, the robbers felt a great temptation (for plunder). Then those sinful wretches, with

hearts overwhelmed by cupidity, those Abhiras of ill omen, assembled together and held a consultation. They said, Here there

is only one bowman, Arjuna. The cavalcade consists of children and the old. He escorts them, transgressing us. The warriors

(of the Vrishnis) are without energy. Then those robbers, numbering by thousands, and armed with clubs, rushed towards the

procession of the Vrishnis, desirous of plunder. Urged by the perverse course of time they fell upon that vast concourse,

frightening it with loud leonine shouts and desirous of slaughter. The son of Kunti, suddenly ceasing to advance along the path,

turned, with his followers, towards the place where the robbers had attacked the procession. Smiling the while, that mighty-

armed warrior addressed the assailants, saying, You sinful wretches, forbear, if ye love your lives. Ye will rue this when I

pierce your bodies with my shafts and take your lives. Though thus addressed by that hero, they disregarded his words, and

though repeatedly dissuaded, they fell upon Arjuna. Then Arjuna endeavoured to string his large, indestructible, celestial bow

with some effort. He succeeded with great difficulty in stringing it, when the battle had become furious. He then began to think

of his celestial weapons but they would not come to his mind. Beholding that furious battle, the loss of the might of his arm,

and the non-appearance of his celestial weapons, Arjuna became greatly ashamed. The Vrishni warriors including the foot-

soldiers, the elephant-warriors, and the car-men, failed to rescue those Vrishni women that were being snatched away by the

robbers. The concourse was very large. The robbers assailed it at different points. Arjuna tried his best to protect it, but could

not succeed. In the very sightof all the warriors, many foremost of ladies were dragged away, while others went away with the

robbers of their own accord. The puissant Arjuna, supported by the servants of the Vrishnis, struck the robbers with shafts sped

from Gandiva. Soon, however. O king, his shafts were exhausted. In former days his shafts had been inexhaustible. Now,

however, they proved otherwise. Finding his shafts exhausted, he became deeply afflicted with grief. The son of Indra then

began to strike the robbers with the horns of his bow. Those Mlecchas, however, O Janamejaya, in the very sight of Partha,

retreated, taking away with them many foremost ladies of the Vrishnis and Andhakas. The puissant Dhananjaya regarded it all

as the work of destiny. Filled with sorrow he breathed heavy sighs at the thought of the non-appearance of his (celestial)

weapons, the loss of the might of his arms, the refusal of his bow to obey him, and the exhaustion of his shafts. Regarding it all

as the work of destiny, he became exceedingly cheerless. He then ceased, O king, to make further efforts, saying, he had not

the power which he had before. The high-souled one, taking with him the remnant of the Vrishni women, and the wealth that

was still with them, reached Kurukshetra. Thus bringing with him the remnant of the Vrishnis. he established them at different

places. He established the son of Kritavarma at the city called Marttikavat, with the remnant of the women of the Bhoja king.

Escorting the remainder, with children and old men and women, the son of Pandu established them, who were reft of heroes, in

the city of Indraprastha. The dear son of Yuyudhana, with a company of old men and children and women, the righteous-

souled Arjuna established on the banks of the Sarasvati. The rule of Indraprastha was given to Vajra. The widows of Akrura

then desired to retire into the woods. Vajra asked them repeatedly to desist, but they did not listen to him. Rukmini, the

princess of Gandhara, Saivya, Haimavati, and queen Jamvabati ascended the funeral pyre. Satyabhama and other dear wives of

Krishna entered the woods, O king, resolved to set themselves to the practice of penances. They began to live on fruits and

roots and pass their time in the contemplation of Hari. Going beyond the Himavat, they took up their abode in a place called

Kalpa. Those men who had followed Arjuna from Dwaravati, were distributed into groups, and bestowed upon Vajra. Having

done all these acts suited to the occasion, Arjuna, with eyes bathed in tears, then entered the retreat of Vyasa. There he beheld

the Island-born Rishi seated at his ease."

Vaishampayana said: "As Arjuna entered the asylum of the truthful Rishi, he beheld the son of Satyavati seated in a secluded

spot.

"Approaching that Rishi of high vows and endued with a knowledge of all duties, he said, I am Arjuna, and then awaited his

pleasure. Satyavatis son, endued with high penances, answered, saying Welcome! Of tranquil soul, the great Muni further said,

Take thy seat. Seeing that the son of Pritha was exceedingly cheerless and breathing heavy sighs repeatedly and filled with

despair, Vyasa addressed him, saying, "Hast thou been sprinkled with water from anybodys nails or hair, or the end of

anybodys cloth, or from the mouth of a jar? Hast thou had sexual congress with any woman before the cessation of her

functional flow? Hast thou slain a Brahmana? Hast thou been vanquished in battle? Thou lookest like one shorn of prosperity. I

do not know that thou hast been defeated by anyone. Why then, O chief of Bharatas race, this exceedingly dejected aspect? It

behoveth thee, O son of Pritha, to tell me all, if, indeed, there be no harm in telling it."

"Arjuna said, He whose complexion was like that of a (newly-risen) cloud, he whose eyes were like a pair of large lotus petals,

Krishna, has, with Rama, cast off his body and ascended to Heaven. At Prabhasa, through iron bolts generated by the curse

denounced by Brahmanas, the destruction has taken place of the Vrishni heroes. Awful hath that carnage been, and not even a

single hero has escaped. The heroes of the Bhoja, the Andhaka, and the Vrishni races, O Brahmana, who were all endued with

high souls, great might, and leonine pride, have slaughtered one another in battle. Possessed of arms that looked like maces of

iron, and capable of bearing the strokes of heavy clubs and darts, alas, they have all been slain with blades of Eraka grass.

Behold the perverse course of Time. 500,000 mighty-armed warriors have thus been laid low. Encountering one another, they

have met with destruction. Thinking repeatedly of this carnage of the Yadava warriors of immeasurable energy and of the

illustrious Krishna, I fail to derive peace of mind. The death of the wielder of Sarnga is as incredible as the drying up of the

ocean, the displacement of a mountain, the falling down of the vault of heaven, or the cooling property of fire. Deprived of the

company of the Vrishni heroes, I desire not to live in this world. Another incident has happened that is more painful than this,

O thou that art possessed of wealth of penances. Repeatedly thinking of it, my heart is breaking. In my very sight, O Brahmana,

thousands of Vrishni ladies were carried away by the Abhiras of the country of the five waters, who assailed us. Taking up my

bow I found myself unequal to even string it. The might that had existed in my arms seemed to have disappeared on that

occasion. O great ascetic, my weapons of diverse kinds failed to make their appearance. Soon, again, my shafts became

exhausted. That person of immeasurable soul, of four arms, wielding the conch, the discus, and the mace, clad in yellow robes,

dark of complexion, and possessing eyes resembling lotus-petals, is no longer seen by me. Alas, reft of Govinda, what have I to

live for, dragging my life in sorrow? He who used to stalk in advance of my car, that divine form endued with great splendour

and unfading puissance, consuming as he proceeded all hostile warriors, can no longer be seen by me. No longer beholding

him who by his energy first burnt all hostile troops whom I afterwards despatched with shafts sped from Gandiva, I am filled

with grief and my head swims, O best of men. Penetrated with cheerlessness and despair, I fail to obtain peace of mind. I dare

not live, reft of the heroic Janardana. As soon as I heard that Vishnu had left the Earth, my eyes became dim and all things

disappeared from my vision. O best of men, it behoveth thee to tell me what is good for me now, for I am now a wanderer with

an empty heart, despoiled of my kinsmen and of my possession.

"Vyasa said, The mighty car-warriors of the Vrishni and the Andhaka races have all been consumed by the Brahmanas curse. O

chief of Kurus race, it behoveth thee not to grieve for their destruction. That which has happened had been ordained. It was the

destiny of those high-souled warriors. Krishna suffered it to take place although he was fully competent to baffle it. Govinda

was able to alter the very course of the universe with all its mobile and immobile creatures. What need then be said of the curse

of even high-souled Brahmanas? He who used to proceed in front of thy car, armed with discus and mace, through affection for

thee, was the four-armed Vasudeva, that ancient rishi. That high-souled one of expansive eyes, Krishna, having lightened the

burthen of the Earth and cast off his (human) body, has attained to his own high seat. By thee also, O foremost of men, with

Bhima for thy helpmate and the twins, O mighty-armed hero, has the great work of the gods been accomplished. O foremost

one of Kurus race, I regard thee and thy brothers as crowned with success, for ye have accomplished the great purpose of your