You ride upon a car especially made by the celestial artisan (Visvakarma) himself, the axles of which move smoothly and without any noise. You have the standard of an ape, you hold a sword bedecked with gold and tied with silk and your bow Gandiva is as lengthy as the palm tree, even you have Kesava for your charioteer. Why then, O Partha, have you come back from the field of battle, for fear of Karna?