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The waves of the Lavan river, which are like a garland of pearls, are roaring and surging, as if they are trying to break free from the mountain ranges. The two rivers, known as Unmagna and Nimmagna, flow out from the middle of the mountain king, their currents twisting and turning like the coils of a great serpent. They are heading towards the mighty Sindhu river, which is teeming with fish. The skilled architects have built a bridge across the river, connecting the two banks, and the army is marching through the city, knowing that the bridge will provide safe passage. They are crossing the river, passing through the valleys, and reaching the other side, where the best of the land lies.
The army is marching through a cave in the mountain, which is adorned with beautiful decorations and is a place where the gods reside. The army is shining brightly, like a poem composed by a great poet.
When Bharat emerged, the sound of drums shook the Mlechchha kingdom. The army was ready to destroy the enemy forces.