My limbs are frozen
My mouth is drying up
My body trembles
And hairs stand on end
Gandiva, the great bow
Is slipping from my hand
And my skin is burning
Nor can I stand up!
My mind is, as it were, whirling;
The supreme warrior Arjun in Bhagvad Gita
My mouth is drying up
My body trembles
And hairs stand on end
Gandiva, the great bow
Is slipping from my hand
And my skin is burning
Nor can I stand up!
My mind is, as it were, whirling;
The supreme warrior Arjun in Bhagvad Gita
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