When he noticed that all the people loved Pandavas, the anxiety of his mind vanished.1018.
Speech of Akrur addressed to Dhritrashtra:
SWAYYA
After seeing the city, Akrur went to the king's assembly and went and addressed the king thus,
After seeing the city, Akrur reached again the royal court and said there, “O King! Listen to the words of wisdom from me and whatever I say, consider it as true
“You have the love of your sons only in your mind and you are overlooking the interest of the sons of Pandava
O Dhritrashtra! do you not know that you are spoiling the practice of your kingdom?”1019.
“Just as Duryodhana is your son, in the same way you consider the sons Pandava
Therefore, O king! I request you not to differentiate them in the matter of kingdom
Keep them happy too, so that your success will be sung in the world.
“Keep both the sides happy, so that the world sing your praises.” Akrur said all these things in such a way to the king, that everybody was pleased.1020.
Hearing this, the king began to reply and said to Krishna's messenger (Akrur),
Hearing these words, the king said to Akrur, the messenger of Krishna, “All the things that you have said, I do not agree with them
“Now the sons of Pandava will be searched and put to death
I shall do whatever I consider right and not accept your advice at all.”1021.
The messenger said to the king, “If you do not accept my saying, then Krishna will kill you in rage
You should not think of war,
“Keeping the fear of Krishna in your mind, consider my coming as an excuse
Whatever there was in my mind, I said that and you only know, whatever is in your mind.”1022.
After saying these things to the king, leaving this place (he) went there
Saying thus to the king, Akrur went back to the place, where Krishna, Balbhadra and other mighty heroes were seated
Seeing Krishna's moon-like face, he bowed down at his feet.
Seeing Krishna, Akrur bowed his head at his feet and he narrated all that had happened at Hastinapur, to Krishna.1023.
“O Krishna! Kunti had addressed you to listen to the request of the helpless