Kripa
welcomed Drona with open arms. Kripi too was happy to be with her
brother, in the land where she grew up. Drona tamped down on the
resentment he felt as he saw Kripa's house. How fortunate Kripa was!
He was all but adopted by the King and was now the Guru to princes.
He lived in luxury.
In
contrast, he, Drona, spent his days in stark poverty. In spite of
being superior to Kripa in both knowledge of weaponry and in skills,
he was in the position of having to depend on his brother-in-law! It
was galling.
Aswathama
showed no visible enthusiasm for the changed surroundings. But he was
grown now. The years that Drona spent with Parasurama seemed to have
driven a wedge between him and his only son. Aswathama was a stranger
to him now. But Drona was too caught up in his own plans to notice
that.
Drona
was resolved to change his situation. He would become the guru to the
princes. And he knew Kripa well enough to know that he would not
mind. He might even be glad.
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