WHO could hear Drupadi as she was dragged by her long hair across the great hall to the gambling table? All. All could hear her. Yet there was no one to help her.

Yudhistira, her husband who had just lost at gambling, was mute. Arjuna likewise. So too Nakula and Sadewa. There was only Bima grinding his teeth in unstifled anger, muttering under his breath that Yudhistira had done wrong, Yudhistira had gone too far, for not even a prostitute would