Created by Jijith Nadumuri at 29 Aug 2011 07:43 and updated at 29 Aug 2011 07:43


vrm.2.72 Kaikeyi lifted up from the floor, her son Bharata, who was pained with sorrow, looking like a god, who fell on the ground like a sala tree, cut off by an axe, appearing like an Elephant in rut, looking like the moon and sun,afflicted with grief as he was and spoke the following words: O, the highly illustrious prince! Arise,arise! Why are you lying down? Gentlemen, like you, respected in the assembly of men, do not grieve indeed.

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