We have noticed some rather strange pointers beyond the realms of Power and Love in the direction of a third, Wisdom. There has been the gruesome battlefield–soon to be covered with the corpses of soldiers and the carcasses of war-elephants–on which Kṛṣṇa, God incarnate, has told prince Arjuna that his ultimate destiny depends on fighting the war in the spirit of total submission and love. Similarly we have heard about the hero who steps on to the ‘large chariot’ (mahā-yāna) in order to drive out into an apparent void, motivated by compassion and protected by the armour of ‘perfect wisdom’. Soon we shall hear about Bhartrhari who had his chariot waiting to take him to the tranquility of meditation, away from the crumpled sheets stained with saffron and squashed flowers that tell the tale of Kāma's frenzied battle. Such pointers towards the wise man evoke in our minds images of peace and silence.