Continued from here
Duryodhana approached the lifeless body of Abhimanyu watchfully. He was used to ruses and deceit, so he wanted to make sure this young man was not pulling one on him. Dronacharya saw that and assured the Kaurava prince that Abhimanyu was indeed dead, and that honorable men do not resort to such traps.
Soon word spread across the battlefield, through conches and drumbeats. Although the soldiers weren’t sure who was killed, it was fairly certain one of the heavyweights perished today. Bheema and Yudhishtira instantly knew what the beats meant. Yudhishtira’s heart bled and he was overcome with anguish. How could he face his brother? He was to protect Abhimanyu. Abhimanyu was supposed to the future king, the future emperor of Hastinapura and Indraprastha. Now, his body was lying somewhere in the battlefield, among thousands of slain men. What would he tell Arjuna and Krishna? His charioteer sensed his grief and took him away from the action, towards the Pandava camp.
The skies turned dark red as the blood thirsty battlefield began to devour the simmering sun into its belly for the night. Arjuna, having engaged in a fierce battle with Susarma and the Samsaptakas, was bewildered. When did these warriors become so powerful? Or were his own powers on the wane? Under any other circumstances, a couple of hours would be enough to finish them off. But today, they seemed to have this verve that he was unable to kill even a single warrior. He laid waste to their army, butchering virtually every division, but the warriors themselves seemed to find new ways to escape and fight back. Their taunts and insults made it even bothersome.
As the battles drew close for the day and it was evident that he would live through the night, Susarma increased his volley of verbal barbs. He mentioned Draupadi several times, enraging the Pandava. Krishna kept Arjuna’s temper in check all throughout. At one point, when it became overwhelming and Arjuna picked up his most powerful weapons, intending to wipe out the entire area. Krishna, mindful that that weapon would be put to better use on more powerful warriors like Karna, decided to switch strategy. He knew who sent Susarma and company. He knew what was going to happen on the other side of the battlefield. And he knew he needed to switch Arjuna’s attention away from the Samsaptakas. The man who blocked his cousins from protecting his nephew must be eliminated on the morrow. He swung into action.
“Arjuna, we need to find out how these Samsaptakas survived today, who is their driving force. They are acting at someone else’s behest. Any other day they would have fled in fear at your mere sight. But today, they challenged you in the middle of the day, and Susarma is mentioning Draupadi again and again. Something doesn’t add up. I want to find out more”. He then turned his attention to Susarma
“Susarma, you know very well that you cannot defeat Arjuna today, or any other day. As long as he is able, and I am by his side, nobody can touch him. You have already been defeated by him before, even during this war. Yet you challenged him today, thinking you can take him on. You have clearly been misled into believing you can defeat the greatest archer on earth. Why don’t you reveal your secrets and Arjuna will spare you in this war, not just today but later as well”
Susarma thought for a while. Although taken by surprise, he was honored to be addressed by SriKrishna himself, to begin with. He looked around and pondered at the offer. His army was decimated. His kinsmen were all but dead. Even though his warriors were alive, there was nothing to fight for. Arjuna had systematically dismantled his entire force. His pride, and the prize promised by Jayadratha were the only motivations at this point. He knew that after tonight, he and his men will have to suffer the ignominy of serving under someone else’s command. Since it was reduced to a small band of fighters, he would be assigned to some second level general like Uluka or one of Dusshasana’s sons, instead of a more desirable Karna or Ashwatthama. A touch of regret came over him. He wished he hadn’t listened to Jayadratha. Yet he was defiant. He wanted to incite Arjuna one last time and force him into making a mistake.
“O Vaasudeva, I and my Trigartha brothers know the powers of Partha very well. We have no pretense about where we stand. But we have sworn to frustrate him as much as we can. We seek revenge for all the defeats we suffered at his hands. We are prepared to die in the process. Arjuna after all is human. And every human has weaknesses. Your cousin’s weakness is his beautiful wife. Duryodhana can have his kingdom and the entire lands of Indraprastha. After this war, most of those lands will be barren, because most able-bodied men will be dead. What use is such land to us? The likes of Jayadratha and I, we care more about beauty. When the Pandavas are defeated, he and I will take Draupadi and share her. She is used to being shared anyways. At least this time it is only two and not five”
Krishna smiled. He had been waiting to get Jayadratha’s name out of Susarma all afternoon. Hearing that name, Arjuna went berserk. Jayadratha had, on several occasions, indicated he lusted after Draupadi. He insulted her for having five husbands, adding that she can take another – him – without question. Arjuna had wanted to cut Jayadratha’s throat multiple times in the past. But the simple fact that he was the husband of their only sister let him spare the brother-in-law. With this latest episode, he crossed all barriers. Jayadratha had now wagered the Pandava pride and attempted to sell her to these Trigartas.
At that moment, Arjuna resolved. Jayadratha had to die, and die soon