Vaishampayana said Thus outraged by the Suta's son that illustrious princess Krishna of exceeding beauty, brooding over the destruction of the leader of Virata's forces, repaired to her own apartments.

Having duly washed her body and clothes with water the slender-waisted Krishna, the daughter of Drupada, began to ponder weepingly on the means of discarding her grief.

What shall I do? Whither shall I go? How can my desire be accomplished? while she was thinking thus she thought of Bhima.

Save and except Bhima there is none else that can do this very day what is agreeable to me. Then afflicted with great woe that largeeyed Krishna of spacious breast and approved chastity, with mighty lords as her protectors, rose up at night, left her own bed and repaired speedily to the abode of Bhimasena, desirous of accosting her lord.

Sairandhri said How can you enjoy the sweets of sleep while that foe of mine, the wretched commander of Virata's forces, lives still, having perpetrated that foul deed today?

Vaishampayana said Having said this the high-minded Draupadi entered the chamber where Bhima lay asleep snoring like a lion.

O son of Kuru! Bhima's kitchen got grandeur and glamour as it was illumined with the divine touch of Draupadi's complexion and her presence. Draupadi with her innocent smile, accessed to great Bhima with her entrance in kitchen like (she) her on born in water (gradually access to heron, ox and elephant), parthiva cow of three years age and she elephant.

The daughter of Panchala embraced the second son of Pandu even as a creeper embraces a vigorous and huge Sala tree on the banks of the Gomati.

Having clasped him with her arms that faultless one roused him from his bed just as lioness awakes a sleeping lion in a solitary forest.

Having embraced Bhimasena as a sheelephant embraces her mighty mate, that faultless daughter of Panchala, possessed of a voice sweet as the sound of a Vina, sounding out clearly the Gandharva tune addressed Bhimasena thus.

O Bhimasena, rise up, why do you sleep like a dead one? For a sinful wretch cannot live after insulting the wife of one that is not dead.

Being awakened by the princess he, having complexion like that of the clouds, left his bed and sat on the couch furnished with pillows.

Then the son of Kunti addressed his beloved consort saying "For what purpose have you come hither so speedily to me?

Your complexion seems to have lost its natural hue; you appear lean and pale, tell me all in detail that I may know every thing.

Tell me everything clearly whether it be pleasurable; having heard all I shall do what lies in my power.

In all works of yours, O Krishna, I am your confident, for I alone deliver you from danger again and again.

Telling me quickly what is your wish and what you purpose to do, repair to your bed before others are up.