Bahlika

Yudhishthira, instated in a great sacrifice, knows its success depends on more than wealth. He gathers his elders and kin, declares all his riches are theirs, and appoints each to a specific office of responsibility. The result is a spectacle of perfect order, where every guest is a master, every duty is in trusted hands, and the entire world assembles to see a king rival the gods in prosperity.

With the Pandavas gone to the forest, Dhritarashtra sits in his palace, consumed by a grief that puzzles his charioteer Sanjaya. The blind king then lays bare the full horror of what happened in the assembly hall — the disrobing, the omens, the warnings he ignored — and admits that his own love for his son has doomed them all.