Mahābhārata · Adhyāya 11.18
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11.18.1
पश्य माधव पुत्रान्मे शतसङ्ख्याञ्जितक्लमान् ।
गदया भीमसेनेन भूयिष्ठं निहतान्रणे ॥ ११.१८.१ ॥
Behold, O Mādhava, my hundred sons, who had overcome weariness, lie mostly slain in battle by Bhīmasena's mace.
11.18.2
इदं दुःखतरं मेऽद्य यदिमा मुक्तमूर्धजाः ।
हतपुत्रा रणे बालाः परिधावन्ति मे स्नुषाः ॥ ११.१८.२ ॥
Today this is even more grievous to me: these young daughters-in-law, with loosened hair, their sons slain in battle, run about.
11.18.3
प्रासादतलचारिण्यश्चरमैर्भूषणान्वितैः ।
कायेनाद्य स्पृशन्तीमां रुधिरार्द्रां वसुन्धराम् ॥ ११.१८.३ ॥
These women who once walked on palace terraces, adorned with their last ornaments, today touch with their bodies this earth drenched with blood.
11.18.4
कृच्छ्रादुत्सारयन्ति स्म गृध्रगोमायुवायसान् ।
दुःखेनार्ता विघूर्णन्त्यो मत्ता इव चरन्त्युत ॥ ११.१८.४ ॥
With great difficulty they drive away vultures, jackals and crows; afflicted with sorrow, they wander reeling, as if intoxicated.
11.18.5
एषाऽन्या त्वनवद्याङ्गी करसम्मितमध्यमा ।
घोरमायोधनं दृष्ट्वा निपतत्यतिदुःखिता ॥ ११.१८.५ ॥
This other one, faultless in her limbs, with a waist a hand could span, having seen the dreadful battlefield, falls down, greatly grieved.
11.18.6
दृष्ट्वा मे पार्थिवसुतामेतां लक्ष्मणमातरम् ।
राजपुत्रीं महाबाहो मनो न ह्युपशाम्यति ॥ ११.१८.६ ॥
O mighty-armed one, having seen this princess of kings, the mother of Lakṣmaṇa, my mind is not calmed.
11.18.7
भ्रातॄंश्चान्याः पितॄंश्चान्याः पुत्रांश्च निहतान्भुवि ।
दृष्ट्वा परिपतन्त्येषाः प्रगृह्य सुमहाभुजान् ॥ ११.१८.७ ॥
Others see brothers, others fathers and sons slain upon the earth, and seizing those mighty-armed men, these women fall upon them.
11.18.8
मध्यमानां तु नारीणां वृद्धानां चापराजित ।
आक्रन्दं हतबन्धूना दारुणे वैशसे शृणु ॥ ११.१८.८ ॥
O unconquered one, hear the wailing of the middle-aged and aged women for their slain kinsmen in this dreadful slaughter.
11.18.9
रथनीडानि देहांश्च हतानां गजवाजिनाम् ।
आश्रित्य श्रममोहार्ताः स्थिताः पश्य महाभुज ॥ ११.१८.९ ॥
O mighty-armed one, look at them standing, leaning on chariot-seats and on the bodies of slain elephants and horses, tormented by fatigue and bewilderment.
11.18.10
अन्या चापहृतं कायाच्चारुकुण्डलमुन्नसम् ।
स्वस्य बन्धोः शिरः कृष्ण गृहीत्वा पश्य तिष्ठति ॥ ११.१८.१० ॥
O Kṛṣṇa, look at another woman standing, holding the head of her own kinsman, torn from the body, with beautiful earrings and a high nose.
11.18.11
पूर्वजातिकृतं पापं मन्ये नाल्पमिवानघ ।
एताभिर्निरवद्याभिर्मया चैवाल्पपुण्यया।
यदिदं धर्मराजेन घातितं नो जनार्दन ॥ ११.१८.११ ॥
O sinless one, I think the sin committed in a former birth is no small thing. By these blameless women and by me of little merit, O Janārdana, this slaughter of our kinsmen by the king of dharma came about.
11.18.12
न हि नाशोऽस्ति वार्ष्णेय कर्मणोः शुभपापयोः ॥ ११.१८.१२ ॥
O descendant of Vṛṣṇi, there is indeed no destruction of actions, whether good or evil.
11.18.13
प्रत्यग्रवयसः पश्य दर्शनीयकुचाननाः ।
कुलेषु जाता हीमत्यः कृष्णपक्ष्माक्षिमूर्धजाः ॥ ११.१८.१३ ॥
Look at those in the first bloom of youth, with lovely breasts and faces, born in noble families, modest, with dark eyelashes, eyes and hair.
11.18.14
हंसगद्गदभाषिण्यो दुःखशोकप्रमोहिताः ।
सारस्य इव वाशन्त्यः पतिताः पश्य माधव ॥ ११.१८.१४ ॥
Look at the women, speaking with voices choked like swans, bewildered by sorrow and grief, crying out like female cranes, fallen to the ground, O Mādhava.
11.18.15
फुल्लुपद्यप्रकाशानि पुण्डरीकाक्ष योषिताम् ।
अनवद्यानि वक्त्राणि तापयत्येष रश्मिवान् ॥ ११.१८.१५ ॥
O lotus-eyed one, this radiant sun is scorching the faultless faces of these women, shining like full-blown lotuses.
11.18.16
सेर्ष्याणां मम पुत्राणां वासुदेवावरोधनम् ।
मत्तमातङ्गदर्पाणां पश्यन्त्यद्य पृथग्जनाः ॥ ११.१८.१६ ॥
O Vāsudeva, the women's quarters of my envious sons, proud as maddened elephants, are today being seen by common people.
11.18.17
शतचन्द्राणि चर्माणि ध्वजांश्चादित्यवर्चसः ।
रौक्माणि चैव वर्माणि निष्कानपि च काञ्चनान् ॥ ११.१८.१७ ॥
Look at the hundred-moon-marked shields, the banners blazing like the sun, the golden armour, and the golden niṣka ornaments.
11.18.18
शिरस्त्राणानि चैतानि पुत्राणां मे महीतले ।
पश्य दीप्तानि गोविन्द पावकान्सुहुतानिव ॥ ११.१८.१८ ॥
O Govinda, these helmets of my sons lie on the ground. See how they blaze like fires well offered into.
11.18.19
एष दुःशासनः शेते शूरेणामित्रघातिना ।
पीतशोणि… सर्वाङ्गो युधि भीमेन पातितः ॥ ११.१८.१९ ॥
Here lies Duḥśāsana, felled in battle by the hero Bhīma, the slayer of enemies; his whole body is smeared with blood…
11.18.20
गदया भीमसेनेन पश्य माधव मे सुतम् ।
द्यूतक्लेशाननुस्मृत्य द्रौपदीचोदितेन च ॥ ११.१८.२० ॥
O Mādhava, behold my son, struck down by Bhīmasena with the mace, remembering the miseries of the dice game and the urging of Draupadī.
11.18.21
उक्ता ह्यनेन पाञ्चाली सभायां द्यूतनिर्जिता ।
प्रियं चिकीर्षता भ्रातुः कर्णस्य च जनार्दन ॥ ११.१८.२१ ॥
O Janārdana, desiring to please his brother and Karṇa, he spoke thus in the assembly to the Pāñcāla woman, won in the dice game.
11.18.22
सहैव सहदेवेन नकुलेनार्जुनेन च ।
दासीभूताऽसि पाञ्चालि क्षिप्रं प्रविश नो गृहान् ॥ ११.१८.२२ ॥
Together with Sahadeva, Nakula and Arjuna, you have become a slave, O Pāñcālī; quickly enter our houses.
11.18.23
ततोऽहमब्रुवं कृष्ण तदा दुर्योधनं नृपम् ।
मृत्युपाशपरिक्षिप्तां द्रौपदीं पुत्र वर्जय ॥ ११.१८.२३ ॥
Then I, O Kṛṣṇa, spoke to King Duryodhana at that time: release Draupadī, encircled by the noose of death, O son.
11.18.24
निबोधैनं सुदुर्बुद्धिं मातुलं कलहप्रियम् ।
क्षिप्रमेनं परित्यज्य पुत्र संशाम्य पाण्डवैः ॥ ११.१८.२४ ॥
Understand this utterly foolish maternal uncle, fond of quarrels; quickly abandon him, O son, and make peace with the Pāṇḍavas.
11.18.25
न बुद्ध्यसे त्वं दुर्बुद्धे भीमसेनममर्षणम् ।
वाङ्गराचैस्तुदंस्तीक्ष्णैरुल्काभिरिव कुञ्जरम् ॥ ११.१८.२५ ॥
You do not understand Bhīmasena, O foolish one, who cannot tolerate insult; you goad him with sharp, burning words, as one pricks an elephant with torches.
11.18.26
तानेवं रहसि क्रुद्धो वाक्शल्यानवधारयन् ।
उत्ससर्ज विषं तेषु सर्पो गोवृषभेष्विव ॥ ११.१८.२६ ॥
Angered in private, he, bearing their words like thorns, poured out his poison upon them as a serpent sheds venom on the bulls of the herd.
11.18.27
एष दुःशासनः शेते विक्षिप्य विपुलौ भुजौ ।
निहतो भीमसेनेन सिहेनेव महागजः ॥ ११.१८.२७ ॥
Here lies Duḥśāsana, his broad arms flung wide, slain by Bhīmasena as a great elephant is slain by a lion.
11.18.28
अत्यर्थमकरोद्रौद्रं भीमसेनोऽत्यमर्षणः ।
दुःशासनस्य यत्क्रुद्धोऽपिबच्छोणितमाहवे ॥ ११.१८.२८ ॥
Bhīmasena, exceedingly intolerant, did a truly terrible deed: enraged, in battle he drank the blood of Duḥśāsana.