My cloth-yard shafts, dazzling with the splendour of lightning, let loose by my capacious arms and from off the strings of Gandiva, will lead Karna to his eternal goal.
मया हस्तवता मुक्ता नाराचा वैद्युतत्विषः। गाण्डीवसृष्टा दास्यन्ति कर्णस्य परमां गतिम्॥