'Hastinapur's mothers
are in a dilemma.'
'They cannot even bless their sons.'
'Never were times so..'
'..difficult for mothers.'
'Had it not been so, would
it be possible that..'
'..Duryodhan would ask
for a blessing..'
'..and the large-hearted
Kunti would refuse?'
'By blessing Duryodhan
With a long life..'
'..Kunti became the prototype
of motherhood.'
'As a mother, she understood
Gandhari's torment.'
'Which is why she did not want..'
'..Gandhari to lose a son.'
'But wars are not fought..'
'..under a mother's shadow.'
What shall I do now?
Take a decision!
What decision will he take?
Maybe he does not even remember..
..Why my hair are unbraided.
It is I who will take a decision.
Explain to Draupadi that
I am not a coward.
I am not only a warrior
but also a king.
The king's duty is much more
serious than a warrior's.
I must also protect those
who will fight on my behalf.
My brothers are not bound by this.
Your unbraided hair sting
me like a serpent.
But I am not only
a husband, Draupadi.
And I am not only a wife!
If you are the king
of Indraprasth..
..then I am its queen.
I don't want Indraprasth.
I want blood from
Dushasan's chest..
..in which to wash the
insult from my hair.
You will get that blood!
I promise you.
Grandsire is not the only
one who can live an oath.
Do not drown yourself
in anger, Bheem.
Talk like a commander.
The Kaurava army is
larger than yours.
The odds are eleven to seven!
The odds increase further
when you realise that..
..their chief commander
is grandsire..
..who has the boon of wishful death.
Then there is Sage
Drona and Karna..
..Sage Kripa..
..Dushasan and Duryodhan himself.
Our warriors are also no less.
King Dhrupad of Virat..
..Princes Dhristadyuma
and Shikhandi..
..Sartaki, Bhim and Arjun.
Who can dare face them?
And do not forget..
..you are also with us!
But I am unarmed!
We wanted you unarmed..
..so that you could bless us.
We have plenty of weapons
and so do they!
But we have Draupadi's
unbraided hair..
..and we have you!
Something else is also with you.
Which is why I am with you.
Truth is on your side.
So, think of..
..who will lead your army.
What about King Dhrupad?
He is Sage Bhargava's
disciple and respected.
He is a representative
of an earlier era.
This is a war of this era
and will be fought thus.
I think the only young warrior
worth appointing..
..will be the fire-born
Dhristadyuma.
Why not Prince Shikhandi?
There is no point in
discussing this.
Whether you fight or not,
you are our leader.
You tell us who will
be the best choice.
I think Arjun's suggestion
is the best.
Dhristadyuma is the best choice.
'The king was quite but the prince..'
'..has asked you to pose
the question in person.'
'Do me another favour.
Please return..'
'..and tell them that Draupadi
only listens to her elders.'
'If Grandsire desires that
I, the Kuru honour..'
'..come there, I will surely come.'
'If elder father desires
this, I will come.'
'If Uncle Vidhur thinks it right..'
'..then I'll come.'
'But if these people don't
think it is right..'
..then I won't go there.
The prince will send me back.
Won't you do this much for me?
Don't take me there like this!
I am the honour of the Kuru dynasty!
Today you are nothing but a maid.
- At least understand that I have
not had the ritual bath. - Come.
Stop Dushasan! Stop!
I cannot even face
my own family like this.
I haven't paid my respects
to mother..
..and you are dragging me
to an open court.
Those who know me will understand.
- The one who don't know me,
what will tell them? - Come on.
I am your father's younger brother..
..Pandu's daughter-in-law.
If on the way you meet elder
brother and if he asks you..
..saying what are you pulling.
What will you answer them?
How can you drag the
Kuru honour like this?
Come on! Learn to talk to
princes, maid! Come on!
- The Pandavas will never forgive
you for this. - Come on!
- Even if they do, I won't let them!
- Come on!
- From today I am a sign of their
insult. - Will you come with me or not?
- Let go of me.
- Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
- Come on!
- Let go of me.
- Let go of me!
- Come on!
Come on, get up.
Brother, here is the woman
with five husbands!
What did you say?
A blind man's son is blind!
Seat this maid on my thigh!
Turning your eyes away
is not the solution.
I, your daughter-in-law, wrapped
in a single cloth..
..without a ritual bath pays her
respects to you in open court.
What blessing will you give me now?
You are the eldest Kuru.
Courageous and intelligent.
Have you promised to protect
only the Kuru throne?
Doesn't the Kuru honour
Mean anything?
It doesn't befit you
to hide your face.
A woman who has five
husbands is a whore!
And a whore has no honour.
Had she been brought nude
it would not be wrong.
- Karn!
- Sit down!
My friend is right!
A whore or a maid has no honour.
Disrobe this maid!
Let me see how this
maid looks without clothes.
Sister!
I was explaining to my heir..
..that the days of exile are over.
These serpents have stung
me for thirteen years.
Each day of these years
was like a hundred years.
We have drunk deeply from
the cup of insults.
I'll get the blood from Dushasan's
chest, won't I?
You will! I promise you that!
Then I salute the chief
of the Pandava army!
"Till she washes her hair.."
"..in the blood from
Dushasan's chest.."
"..Draupadi will not give up.."
"..her concentration
on total destruction."
My lord!
Yes, my dear.
Prevent this war, my lord!
Will Duryodhan listen to us?
Do I have the right to
order Pandu's sons..
..not to wage war?
Let alone war, they did
not even want Indraprasth.
They wanted only five villages!
History will hold you responsible.
I am not worried about history.
I am worried about the present..
..which waits at Vidhur's
house in the form of Kunti.
Why doesn't she go to her sons?
What does she want?
Will her sons get justice
if she stays here?
What about the injustice done to me?
I don't want war!
But if war knocks at my door..
..as a warrior I must open it.
Listen! War has not yet begun.
You can still prevent it!
How!
Leave the palace and
sit on your chariot.
Tell Sanjay..
..to take you to Lord
Krishna's house.
Request him!
He is the only one who
can prevent this war.
He can stop the army from marching.
No Gandhari! That's not possible.
Krishna is no longer neutral.
The Yadava army is on our side..
..but he is on Pandavas' side.
Don't cry Gandhari!
Don't worry either!
A mother of hundred sons
and you are scared!
Look at the confidence of Kunti
who has only five sons.
It is not right that
the two branches..
..of the same tree
should get entangled.
Whether your right eye cries
or your left eye..
..it is you who will weep.
Whether it is Bhim's
mace or Duryodhan's..
..it is I who will be hurt.
O King!
Save me from this pain!
I will not be able to bear it!
O son of Ganga!
No one can do anything!
That is the rule of time!
That is fate!
The foundation of what is
to happen was laid long ago.
Circumstances test every man..
..but man is responsible
for his state.
That is fate..
..and also bad luck!
What can I do, O Sage?
I never knew my mother.
Hastinapur is my mother.
I cannot see its downfall.
You will have to witness it!
Some times duty tests
a man's tolerance.
This is such a moment.
Therefore, empty your
eyes so that you may cry.
Is that all you can
say to me, O Sage?
Unlike Dhritrashtra, you
need not be told anything.
You know what can be said
in such a situation.
There is an eclipse
on the thirteenth.
This is the first such eclipse.
It is an indication of destruction.
I know that, O Sage!
I am the chief of such an army..
..which is destined to lose.
I know that, too!
May be even you realise that..
..I am helpless.
Helpless!
O Sage!
My respects to you!
You are already blessed
with a long life.
What blessing can I give you?
A long life is not always good.
If there is none else, what
will you do with it?
O Sage?
Sages are free of temptation.
They neither cry nor laugh.
Which is why they can
speak bitter truths.
I have come to you
with one such truth.
Order me!
No orders, O King! Just advice!
Do not allow the war
at your door to enter.
But I don't desire war.
What can I do?
My sons are not in my control.
All right, O King!
I shall grant you divine sight..
..so that you may
see the destruction.
No, O Sage!
What will I do with divine sight?
When I could not see
them as children..
..or youth..
..why see their corpses?
Why see their corpses?
I won't even recognise the corpses..
..whether it is Bhim or Duryodhan.
I only know how to listen.
So, O Sage!
Grant this divine sight to Sanjay..
..so that I can listen..
..to his account of the war.
As you please, O king!
Sanjay..
Now you can see the past..
..present and future
you can see all!
O Sage! I shall be grateful..
..if you tell me the
result of this war.
Trees not only give shade..
..but are also for fuel.
Trees which cannot give shade,
should be cut..
..so that they make way
for shade-giving trees.
Who will be cut down?
Sanjay will answer that question.
What did the Sage say?
Why do we wage war?
What is there in a piece of
land that we are willing..
..to forget our relationship?
Land is a reflection of power.
Land is a measure of power.
That is why people stake
their lives for it.
Without power, a warrior's
life is meaningless.
Hence, use your divine sight and..
..tell me where my son Duryodhan is.
He is in his room with..
..Karna, Shakuni,
prince Dushasan..
..and Shakuni's son Ulluk.
I think we should send a
message to Yudhishtir..
..that we are not afraid of Krishna.
We, too, can perform
the miracles he did.
We, too, can alter ourselves
and fly in the sky.
We can go under the sea.
We can go into the heaven.
- If we want we..
- Yes, nephew! Yes!
They sent the first representative.
We will send the last!
What is the point in all that?
We will soon be in
the battlefield..
..where we will test our might.
Don't you have a sense of humour?
But I think that is
the right thing to do.
Whom should we send, uncle?
What about Karna?
Don't even think of it.
Don't even think of it.
If we send Karna and..
..if he disagrees with anything..
..he will start a
war on the spot..
..and won't return
till he has won it.
Then what about our thirst for war?
That's why, my dear nephew..
..I think we should send Ulluk..
..so that he can see
them before the war.
You are right, uncle!
After the war..
..their faces won't be worth seeing.
Absolutely right!
Keshav!
Now what message has Duryodhan sent?
The fact is not worth
pondering over..
..but since he has sent someone,
let's listen to him.
My respects!
You are welcome, Ulluk!
Please be seated.
What message has Duryodhan sent?
Come on, prince Ulluk.
What is the message?
O King! O heir of Bharat!
I am a mere messenger.
I hope you will protect my code.
The message I am about to
deliver is Duryodhan's..
..the message and the words are his.
Don't be afraid! Say
what you have to say.
As you wish!
O King! Duryodhan has
sent this message.
You lost your kingdom, wife
and brothers at dice.
Your wife was dragged into
court but you kept quiet.
You were in exile for twelve years.
You spent your anonymity
as slaves in Virat.
You are cowards. You may
have been warriors..
..but are no longer warriors.
How dare you ask for Indraprasth?
According to the bet, you should
go into exile again..
..since your anonymity was broken.
So, first go back into exile..
..and then return to
beg for five villages.
Maybe, we will even give
you Indraprasth?
If you can't do this, don't
pretend to be truthful.
Your messenger Krishna
asked for five villages.
I refused to do that because..
..you are treacherous
and untruthful.
You love your crown
more than your wife.
If it were not so, you would
have attacked us..
..rather than send a messenger..
..irrespective of whether
you got Indraprasth..
..or died fighting for it.
Your first duty was
to seek revenge..
..and not ask for the crown.
You are greedy for kingdom.
A person who cannot protect
his wife's' honour..
..is not a warrior, not even a man.
The message is: Forget war.
The magical power of Krishna
on whom you rely..
..will not affect us because..
..even we have these powers.
In war, one needs strength
and not magical powers.
Forget about war, O
foolish Yudhishtir!
Accept slavery in Virat.
There's a message for Arjun:
Use your bow and not your tongue.
If self-praise could work..
..then salvation could
be achieved thus..
..because who will
not praise himself?
You have Krishna on your
side as also the Gandiva.
Everyone knows you
are a great warrior.
Yet, I took away your kingdom
and you could only cry.
I have enjoyed Indraprasth
for 13 years..
..and my many generations
will continue to do so.
If there is war, I'll
kill all of you.
O Arjun! When Draupadi
was disrobed..
..your gandiva was with you.
And where was Bheem's
strength on that day?
You are all impotent.
So, don't be foolish and
challenge warriors.
Stay where you are!
O Ulluk, son of treacherous Shakuni!
You did your duty by giving
us this message.
We did ours by listening to it.
Now return and tell Duryodhan:
You could not live like a warrior..
..at least try to
die like a warrior.
It is not easy to embrace
death like a warrior.
It is very difficult.
Lord Krishna says: O Duryodhan!
You could not live like a warrior..
..at least try to die like one.
Enough Sanjay!
Enough.
I don't want to listen any more.
As you wish!
Sanjay!
Vidhur has stopped visiting me.
I have none except you.
Tell me!
Should I order Duryodhan..
..or request him?
Neither your order nor your
request will stop this war.
Time will now bathe
in a river of blood.
All you can now do is..
..give up your throne and
retire to the forest.
Mother!
Come!
My respects, mother!
May you live long!
I shall be marching
towards Kurukshetra.
Is this war necessary?
If it were not necessary,
would I go there?
Now like a warrior's
mother anoint me..
..and bless me with victory.
Even if I bless you with victory..
..it will be of no use.
Understand one thing!
Where there is truth,
there is Krishna!
Where there is Krishna,
there is victory!
And today..
..Krishna is in the Pandava camp.
A mother's blind love
may bless you but..
..truth will eventually triumph.
If you really want to wage war..
..then do so with
yourself not Krishna.
For that war, I shall
definitely bless you.
I want your blessing for this war.
Even if you do not bless me..
..I will march to Kurukshetra
for the ultimate war.
Now tell me..
..will you bless me or not?
No!
I will never give you that blessing.
All right, mother!
Without touching your feet..
..I shall leave for Kurukshetra.
My respects!
O Lord Shiva!
O Lord Shiva!
"A mother has refused
to grant her son.."
"..the blessing of victory."
"The stubborn son leaves for war.."
"..with his confidence unshaken."
