Surely my heart is made of the hardest adamant, in as much as it will not be splintered into thousand fragments when I shall behold my daughter-in-law (Abhimanyu's wife), bewail, afflicted with the burden of her grief.
वज्रसारमयं नूनं हृदयं यन्न यास्यति॥ सहस्रधा वधूं दृष्ट्वा रुदतीं शोककर्शिताम्।