There is one bigger worry
Sloka:
In the high noon, when even the nails are subjected to being burned, while traversing through the deep forest filled with dust, she ,whose face was exhausted due to heat, whole body was dirtied with dust and who was undergoing utter mental pain, seeing Draupadi Dharmaputra spoke to her thus.
Hey young (lady), you -
listen to my words,
the noble and the blessed one.
Hey, the crown of the ones with milk-pure words,
the rear fortune of Panchala king.
Dark thick cloud like deep forest–
Lord Siva – to pray on his feet –
Arjuna happily went.
He is also not yet returned – By that agony is raising –
Hey the one mercifull to friends and the one who is the reason for releasing attachment, hey Lord!
Narrator:
The great-souled and pure hearted Dharmaputra, spoke to Bheema, who was blind with anger, words of wisdom and sootheness.
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