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<p><em>tasya sañjanayan har</em><em>á¹£</em><em>ha</em><em>á¹</em><em> kuru-v</em><em>á¹</em><em>iddha</em><em>ḥ</em><em> pitāmaha</em><em>ḥ</em><em><br>si</em><em>á¹</em><em>ha-nāda</em><em>á¹</em><em> vinadyochchai</em><em>ḥ</em><em> śha</em><em>á¹ </em><em>kha</em><em>á¹</em><em> dadhmau pratāpavān</em></p>



<p><strong>English Translation : Then, the grand old man of the Kuru dynasty, the glorious patriarch Bheeshma, roared like a lion, and blew his conch shell very loudly, giving joy to Duryodhan.</strong></p>



<h2 class="wp-block-heading" id="h-the-resounding-conch-bhishma-s-steadfast-resolve">The Resounding Conch: Bhishma&#8217;s Steadfast Resolve</h2>



<p>As the air hung thick with tension on the sacred plains of Kurukshetra, Bhishma &#8211; the revered patriarch of the Kuru clan &#8211; found himself caught in a profound quandary. Though acutely aware that the Pandava forces held the blessings of the Supreme Lord Krishna himself, he could not turn a blind eye to Duryodhana&#8217;s palpable anxiety.</p>



<p>Despite the prince&#8217;s bravado and unwavering ambition, Bhishma discerned the undercurrent of trepidation coursing through his grand-nephew&#8217;s veins. With the weight of an entire kingdom&#8217;s future resting upon the decisive battle&#8217;s outcome, even Duryodhana&#8217;s resolute façade betrayed hints of vulnerability.</p>



<p>It was then that Bhishma resolved to bolster the Kaurava ranks with a gesture steeped in tradition and symbolic fortitude. Grasping his mighty conch shell, the seasoned warrior inhaled deeply, his ancient eyes reflecting a steadfast conviction that transcended the conflict&#8217;s moral complexities.</p>



<h4 class="wp-block-heading">The Conch&#8217;s Resounding Clarion</h4>



<p>In a single, thunderous exhalation, Bhishma unleashed a resonant blast that reverberated across the battlefield:</p>



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<li>The haunting bellow of the conch shell pierced through the eerie stillness, a primal cadence that harkened back to eras when such calls signaled the commencement of cataclysmic clashes between armies.</li>
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<p>In that singular, spine-tingling moment, Bhishma conveyed a multitude of profound truths without uttering a word:</p>



<p><strong>The Warrior&#8217;s Oath</strong></p>



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<p>The deafening peal served as an unspoken vow &#8211; a solemn pledge that, despite the moral conflicts that tore at his soul, Bhishma would unleash the full force of his legendary prowess upon this battlefield. As the Kaurava commander, he would lead the charge with every ounce of his fabled martial genius, sparing no effort or pain in upholding his sworn duty.</p>
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<p><strong>A Rallying Cry</strong></p>



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<p>To Duryodhana and his Kaurava forces, the conch&#8217;s call was a resounding rallying cry, a visceral exhortation to banish all doubts and face the coming maelstrom with unwavering courage. If their peerless Grandsire could embrace such conviction, then how could they falter?</p>
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<p><strong>Stark Realism</strong></p>



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<p>Yet, beneath the surface, Bhishma&#8217;s gesture carried an unspoken acknowledgment of the harsh reality that laid ahead. The conch&#8217;s timeless melody was a solemn death knell, foreshadowing the countless lives that would be extinguished in the fires of this cataclysmic conflict &#8211; a brutal truth the ancient warrior had come to terms with.</p>
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<p>As the final echoes of the conch&#8217;s call faded across the battlefield, a grim hush descended once more. But in that fleeting moment, Bhishma had steadied the wavering hearts of the Kaurava forces and steeled them to face the coming devastation, regardless of its inevitability or cost.</p>



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Bhagavad Gita: Chapter 1, Verse 12
