Uttara Kumara gets clothes for his sisters dolls😆:
So far, no astra had been invoked. Now the Kauravas pressed Arjuna all together and he would have to kill some of them if they fought on. He also feared for his sarathy, the Matsya prince's, life.
Arjuna invoked an astra, no apocalyptic weapon, but one that would quell the enemy. Drona and Kripa, Aswatthama, Duryodhana, Bheeshma and Karna saw the Pandava turn his bow over their heads. A silver shaft floated languidly at them. They turned their eyes up at it, for it shone so hypnotically on its strange, slow flight. From that arrow what seemed to be a shower of fireflies fell on the Kaurava army, like snow.
Bheeshma laughed, "The sammohanastra!"
Next moment, the Kuru heroes, their footsoldiers and horsemen were all covered in the rain of stardust and enchanted by that weapon of sleep, they fell on the ground or in their chariots. The army of Hastinapura lay like a sea quieted, not a man moving.
A delighted Arjuna said to Uttara Kumara, "my prince, you were perfect! We beat them as much by your chariotry as with my arrows. Do you remember what your sister asked for? Go and fetch the mantles of the Kurus for her dolls. And when they wake up, let Duryodhana and the others know they were beaten."
Uttara Kumara leapt down from the chariot-head. He took Acharya Kripa's glistening cape of white silk, Karna's fulvid yellow one. Arjuna cried to him, "Don't leave Duryodhana's blue cloak, or Aswatthama's crimson one."
But when the prince approached the supine Bheeshma, Arjuna said, "Don't go near the Pitama. The sammohana will not hold him for long; he knows its mantra. Come away, we have enough souvenirs."
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