Drona walked to the Nishada boy. "Ekalavya, who is your guru?"
"Here is your dakshina, Guruji. My arrows will never again fly as true. But my respect for you will never miss its mark."
One afternoon, the Kauravas and Pandavas were hunting in the forest. A dog strayed near Ekalavya's ashram. Before the dog could bark, Ekalavya sealed its mouth with seven arrows – without drawing blood. vyasa mahabharatham malayalam pdf
"Give me your right thumb."
The dog ran back to Drona. The princes followed. Drona walked to the Nishada boy
Ekalavya bowed low. "You, Guruji. Your statue taught me."
The forest fell silent. Even the wind stopped. The Kaurava princes gasped. Arjuna looked away. But my respect for you will never miss its mark
Blood flowed like the red hibiscus. He bowed and placed the thumb at Drona's feet.
Arjuna stood frozen. "Guruji," he said, "how can anyone shoot like this? I thought I was your best student."
One day, he saw Dronacharya teaching the Kuru princes in Hastinapura. From behind the bushes, Ekalavya watched every move, every breath, every release of the arrow.