WHEN he learnt that Bhishma lay wounded and dying, Karna hurried to the
place and fell at his feet and said:
"Eldest of the race. Radha's son, who, through no fault of his,
incurred your great displeasure, humbly prostrates him self before you."
When after humble salutation Karna stood up, the grand sire, greatly
moved, tenderly placed his hand on Karna's head and blessed him.
"You are not Radha's son, young man," he said in loving
tones: "You are Kuntidevi's own first born. Narada, who knows all the secrets of the
world, himself revealed this to me.
Son of Surya, truly I entertained no dislike for you. But I was grieved
to see your increasing hatred of the Pandavasalthough they gave you no cause for it. I
know and admire your valour and your open handed- ness, and I know also that you belong to
the class of Phalguna and Krishna in prowses.