Never, even in my dreams, I thought of this meeting. For me who is ill-fated;This gives much relief.

Now I have only one wish; this togetherness must continue forever and peace must prevail.

Let us end this strife forever. No more, never, this war, in this World.

Please do not lament your past. You now have this brother Arjuna as your protector.

Thy Kingdom is vast and now kingless. With your permission

I shall crown this Prince (Your grandson ). Your Kingdom will flourish.

All such talk of past is futile. I accept my fate and has only death to await.

Please proceed Arjuna. My best wishes for all success. You continue to protect the sacrificial horse.

Dear Sister: Why you are behaving like a stranger to me and increasing your agony.

Why will I consider this child my enemy? Dear daughter of Gandhari, please do not use such words.

Please accept my consoling words to your broken heart.

Images of our childhood, when we played together in innocence fills my mind.

You need not consider me as a sister,

I came before you , out of selfishness. I have no big hopes.

Please spare my grandchild. Please do not consider him your enemy.

Alas! What news is this? Her son has also died because of me 

Many mothers whose kids died in war;  many wives who are grief stricken by death of their beloved husbands in War; many women whose kith and kin are lost in the war.  I feel as if these women are surrounding me.

Dear Sister Dussala, please forgive me. It is unbearable that I am the sole cause of all your agony.