Vaishampayana said O best of men, Duryodhana lived in their (the Pandava's) that Assembly-Hall. He slowly examined the whole of that mansion with Shakuni.

The Kuru prince saw in it many celestials designs which he had never seen before in the city of Hastinapur.

One day the son of Dhritarashtra, king (Duryodhana) coming to a place made of crystal, mistook it for water and drew up his clothes. Finding his mistake out, he wandered over the Sabha in great sorrow.

Some after, he mistook a lake of crystal water, adorned with crystal water flowers for land and fell into it with all his clothes on.

Seeing him fallen into the water, the greatly strong Bhima laughed aloud, the servants also laughed at Suyodhana (Duryodhana).

Other handsome and dry clothes were soon given to him at the command of the king (Yudhishthira). Seeing his this plight the mighty Bhimasena.

Arjuna, and the twins (Nakula and Sahadeva) all laughed aloud. Ever incapable of putting up with insults, he (Duryodhana) could not bear their laughter.

Concealing his emotions, he even did not cast his eyes on them. Seeing him again draw up his clothes to cross a piece of land (made of crystal), mistaking it for water, all men laughed aloud. Then king (Duryodhana) mistook a closed door made of crystal as open.

And he hurt his head to pass it and stood with his brains swimming. In this way mistaking another open door made of crystal as closed, he attempted to open it with outstretched hands and tumbled down.

Coming upon another door that was really open, the king, thinking it closed, went away from it.

O king, having thus become the victim of various mistakes there (in that Assembly-hall) and having seen the vast wealth (that was collected) in the great Rajasuya sacrifice, the king Duryodhana, with the permission of the Pandavas, returned to the city of Hastinapur.

As he proceeded (towards the city), reflecting (on all he had seen), the heart of the king Duryodhana, having been afflicted with the sight of the prosperity of the Pandavas, became inclined to sin.

O perpetuator of the Kuru race, seeing the sons of Pritha happy and all the kings of the world obedient to them, and (seeing also) that every body (both) young and old engaged in son doing good to them, reflecting also on the splendour and prosperity of the illustrious Pandavas, the of Dhritarashtra, Duryodhana, became pale.

In proceeding (towards his city) with an afflicted heart, he only reflected on the matchless Assembly-hall and the great prosperity of the intelligent Dharmaraja (Yudhishthira).

The son of Dhritarashtra, Duryodhana, was so much taken up with his own thoughts that he did not speak a word to Subala's son (Shakuni), though he repeatedly spoke to him.

Seeing him very much agitated (in heart), Shakuni thus spoke to him, "O Duryodhana, why are you proceeding, sighing (all the while)?

Duryodhana said O uncle, seeing the whole earth brought under Yudhishthira's sway by the force of the illustrious Arjuna's weapons, and seeing also the sacrifice of the son of Pritha like that of the greatly effulgent Shakra (Indra) among the celestials,

I have been filled with jealousy, and I am burning day and night. I am being dried up like a shallow tank in the summer season.

Behold, when Shishupala was killed by the chief of the Satvata race, there was none to take his side.

The kings appeared (as if) they were consumed by the Pandava fire; therefore they were forgiving, for else who could pardon such an offence?

That greatly improper act of Vasudeva was only successful on account of the prowess of the illustrious sons of Pandu.

Various kings brought with them various kinds of wealth to the son of Kunti, king (Yudhishthira) and worshipped him like the tribute-paying Vaishyas.

Seeing the splendour of the Pandava's prosperity, and being afflicted with jealousy, I am as if on fire although I should not be jealous.

Vaishampayana said Having been burnt as if by fire and having made the (following) resolve, he (Duryodhana) thus again spoke to the king of Gandhara (Shakuni).

Duryodhana said I shall throw myself into the fire, or I shall drink the poison, or I shall drown myself in water. I am unable to live.

What man is there in the world possessing manliness who can bear to see his foes in prosperity and himself in destitution?

Therefore, I who bear the sight of the prosperity and fortune of my foes, am neither a woman nor on who is not a woman, neither a man nor one who is not a man.

Seeing their lordship over the world, their such vast wealth, and also their that sacrifice, who is there like me that will not smart under it?

I am alone incapable of acquiring such royal prosperity. I do not also see any one who can help me in doing it. Therefore I think of death.

Seeing the great and serene prosperity of the son of Kunti, I consider Fate to be supreme and exertion useless.

O son of Subala, I forinerly tried to destroy hiin, but baffling all my efforts, he has grown in prosperity like the lotus (in the tank).

Therefore, I consider fate to be supreme and (all) exertions useless. The sons of Dhritarashtra are decaying, (but) the sons of Pritha are prospering.

Seeing their prosperity and their that Assembly-hall, and also the laughter of their servants, I am burning (in my heart), as if I am on fire.

O uncle, know me now to be in great grief and full of jealousy, of jealousy, speak of it to Dhritarashtra.