Dron Ki Atmakatha

Dont you know that I am your friend? Friend! Ha-ha-ha! He laughed loudly, Friendship! What kind of friendship? What kind of friendship is this, between us and you, between a king and a pauper? What are you saying, Drupada! I am right Drona! You are the fool of fools! Dont you know that with age, even friendship grows old, fades, and vanishes. You may have been our friend once, but now your friendship has been blown away in the storm of time. It is not our friendship, but your wisdom that has been blown away. And that too not in the storm of time, but in the storm of your royal pride. Just as the sick Pandu sees the entire creation as yellow, so too your foolishness sees others as fools. It must be seeing. He interrupted and smiled, If a poor man considers a king his friend, or a coward considers a brave man his friend, then what else can he be considered if not a fool? ...But you who have the audacity to consider me a fool, Drupada! The royal pride has corrupted your mind. You cant even think to whom and what kind of conversation you are having! You probably dont even remember the things you said. You have forgotten not only your fathers discipleship, but also my service in Agniveshas ashram. -From this very book.