The Dwraka-river had the Vrishnis and the Andhakas for its water, horses for its fishes, cars for its rafts, the sound of musical instruments and the rattle of cars for its wayes, houses and mansions and public squares for its lakes. Games and precious stones were its moss. The walls of adamant were the garlands of flowers that floated on it. The streets and roads were the strong currents running in eddies along its surface. The great open squares were the large lakes in its course. Rama and Krishna were its two mighty alligators. That agreeable river now seemed to Arjuna to be the dreadful Vaitarani bound up with Time's net.