This brief
description of the kings and princes in the holy land of Bharat, some
neighbouring and some others distant, did not give much comfort to the blind
king.
‘As you say, formidable are these
kings and their countries. Sir, tell me as to how then to extend the power of
Hastinapur? I am damned, a born blind person.’
Seeing him
despondent, Bhisma comforted the King:
‘King, you have no reason to give
up hope. Look, I alone can conquer all these kings. But then..’
Eager
Dhritarashtra could not wait even for seconds, ‘But what Sire?’.
Bhisma
sympathised with his impatience and continued,
‘I have grown old and therefore
shall not be around to protect the acquisitions for long. The young princes – I
mean Kunti’s and your sons are the hopes of Hastinapur. They are being groomed
very well by Dronacharya, the most revered of all masters. They will restore
the past glories of Hastinapur. May be they would accomplish even more than
their ancestors.’
Dhritarashtra
was happy. He dreamt of Duryodhan ruling over a vast Kaurava kingdom. But his
reverie was snapped by Bhisma:
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