Mahābhārata · Adhyāya 11.20
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11.20.1
अध्यर्धगुणमाहुर्यं बले शौर्ये च केशव ।
पित्रा त्वया च दाशार्ह दृप्तं सिंहमिवोत्कटम् ॥ ११.२०.१ ॥
They say he had one and a half times the qualities in strength and valour, O Keśava. By your father and by you, O descendant of Daśārha, he was like a proud, fierce lion.
11.20.2
यो बिभेद चमूमेको मम पुत्रस्य दुर्भिदाम् ।
स भूत्वा मृत्युरन्येषां स्वयं मृत्युवशं गतः ॥ ११.२०.२ ॥
He who alone broke through my son's unbreakable army, having become death to others, has himself gone under the power of death.
11.20.3
तस्योपलक्षये कृष्ण कार्ष्णेरमिततेजसः ।
अभिमन्योर्हतस्यापि प्रभा नैवोपशाम्यति ॥ ११.२०.३ ॥
O Kṛṣṇa, I perceive the splendour of Abhimanyu, the son of Kṛṣṇa of boundless brilliance; even though he is slain, his radiance does not fade.
11.20.4
एषा विराटदुहिता स्नुषा गाण्डीवधन्वनः ।
हतं बाला पतिं वीरं दृष्ट्वा शोचत्यनिन्दिता ॥ ११.२०.४ ॥
This daughter of Virāṭa, the daughter-in-law of Arjuna who wields the Gāṇḍīva bow, young and blameless, grieves on seeing her heroic husband slain.
11.20.5
तमेषा हि समागम्य भार्या भर्तारमन्तिके ।
विराटदुहिता कृष्ण पाणिना परिमार्जति ॥ ११.२०.५ ॥
O Kṛṣṇa, this wife, the daughter of Virāṭa, approaching her husband close by, strokes him gently with her hand.
11.20.6
तस्य वक्त्रमुपाघ्राय सौभद्रस्य मनस्विनी ।
विबुद्धकमलाकारं कम्बुवृत्तशिरोधरम् ॥ ११.२०.६ ॥
Having smelled and kissed the face of the son of Subhadrā, that high-minded woman — which was like an opened lotus, with a neck round as a conch —
11.20.7
कामरूपवती चैषा परिष्वजति भामिनी ।
लज्जमाना पुरा चैनं माध्वीकमदमूर्च्छिता ॥ ११.२०.७ ॥
This lovely woman, beautiful as desire itself, embraces him, she who was once shy, faint with the intoxication of madhvīka wine.
11.20.8
तस्य क्षतजसन्दिग्धं जातरूपपरिष्कृतम् ।
विमुच्य कवचं कृष्ण शीरमभिवीक्षते ॥ ११.२०.८ ॥
Having removed his blood-smeared armor, adorned with gold, she gazes at his head, O Kṛṣṇa.
11.20.9
अवेक्षमाणा तं बाला कुष्ण त्वामभिभाषते ।
अयं ते पुण्डरीकाक्ष कसदृशाक्षो निपातितः ॥ ११.२०.९ ॥
Gazing at him, the young woman speaks to you, O Kṛṣṇa: O lotus-eyed one, this son of yours, with eyes like Kasa's, has been struck down.
11.20.10
बले वीर्ये च सदृशस्तेजसा चैव तेऽनघ ।
रूपेण च तथाऽत्यर्थं शेते भुवि निपातितः ॥ ११.२०.१० ॥
O sinless one, this one, your equal in strength, valor and splendor, and exceedingly so in beauty too, lies struck down upon the ground.
11.20.11
अत्यन्तं सुकुमारस्य राङ्कवाजिनशायिनः ।
कच्चिदद्य शरीरं ते भूमौ न परितप्यते ॥ ११.२०.११ ॥
Is your body, so utterly tender, which used to lie on the skin of a ruru deer, not being scorched upon the ground today?
11.20.12
मातङ्गभुजवर्ष्णाणौ ज्याक्षेपकठिनत्वचौ ।
काञ्चनाङ्गदिनौ शेते निक्षिप्य विपुलौ भुजौ।
व्यायम्य बहुधा नूनं सुखसुप्तः श्रमादिव ॥ ११.२०.१२ ॥
With arms like elephant trunks, broad as the rain-clouds, their skin hardened by drawing the bowstring, adorned with golden armlets, he lies with his broad arms laid down, as if, having exercised in many ways, he had fallen happily asleep from fatigue.
11.20.13
एवं विलपतीमार्तां किं मां न प्रतिभाषसे ।
न स्मराम्यपराधं ते किं मां न प्रतिभाषसे ॥ ११.२०.१३ ॥
Thus lamenting, afflicted, why do you not answer me? I do not recall any offence of mine against you; why do you not answer me?
11.20.14
ननु मां त्वं पुरा दूरादभिवीक्ष्याभिभाषसे ।
न स्मराम्यपराधं मे किं मां न प्रतिभाषसे ॥ ११.२०.१४ ॥
Surely formerly you would look upon me from afar and speak to me. I do not recall any offence of mine against you; why do you not answer me?
11.20.15
आर्यामार्य सुभद्रां तवमिमां श्च त्रिदशोपमान् ।
पितॄन्मां चैव दुःखार्तां विहाय क्व गमिष्यसि ॥ ११.२०.१५ ॥
O noble one, leaving the noble Subhadrā, this wife, the fathers equal to gods, and me, afflicted with grief, where will you go?
11.20.16
तस्य शोणितदिग्धान्वै केशानुन्नम्य पाणिना ।
उत्सङ्गे वक्तमाधाय जीवन्तमिव पृच्छति ॥ ११.२०.१६ ॥
Lifting up his blood-smeared hair with her hand, placing his face in her lap, she asks, as though he were alive.
11.20.17
स्वस्रीयं वासुदेवस्य पुत्रं गाण्डीवधन्वनः ।
कथं त्वां रणमध्यस्थं जघ्रुरेते महारथाः ॥ ११.२०.१७ ॥
Son of Gāṇḍīva-bowed Arjuna, nephew of Vāsudeva, how did these great chariot-warriors strike you, standing in the midst of battle?
11.20.18
धिगस्तु क्रूरकर्तॄंस्तान्कृपकर्णजयद्रथान् ।
द्रोणद्रौणायतनी चोभौ यैरहं विधवा कृता ॥ ११.२०.१८ ॥
Shame upon those cruel doers—Kṛpa, Karṇa and Jayadratha, and both Droṇa and Droṇa's son—by whom I have been made a widow.
11.20.19
रथर्षभाणां सर्वेषां कथमासीत्तदा मनः ।
बालं त्वां पिरवार्यैकमनेकेषां च जघ्नताम् ॥ ११.२०.१९ ॥
How could the minds of all those bull-like charioteers have been at that time, when they surrounded you alone, a boy, and many struck you?
11.20.20
कथं नु पाण्डवानां च पाञ्चालानां तु पश्यताम् ।
त्वं वीर निधनं प्राप्तो नाथवान्सन्ननाथवत् ॥ ११.२०.२० ॥
How, O hero, while the Pāṇḍavas and the Pāñcālas looked on, did you meet death as one without protectors, though you had protectors?
11.20.21
दृष्ट्वा बहुभिराक्रन्दे निहतं त्वां पिता तव ।
वीरः पुरुषशार्दूलः कथं जीवति पाण्डवः ॥ ११.२०.२१ ॥
Seeing you slain by many, your father lamented. How does that hero, the Pāṇḍava, tiger among men, still live?
11.20.22
न राज्यलाभो विपुलः शत्रूणां च पराभवः ।
प्रीतिं धास्यति पार्थानां त्वामृते पुष्करेक्षण ॥ ११.२०.२२ ॥
Without you, O lotus-eyed one, neither a great gain of the kingdom nor the defeat of enemies will bring joy to the sons of Pṛthā.
11.20.23
तव शस्त्रजिताँल्लोकान्धर्मेण च दमेन च ।
क्षिप्रमन्वागमिष्यामि तत्र मां प्रतिपालय ॥ ११.२०.२३ ॥
Soon I shall follow you to the worlds you won by weapons, by dharma and by self-restraint. Wait for me there.
11.20.24
दुर्मरं पुनरप्राप्ते काले भवति केनचित् ।
यदहं त्वां रणे दृष्ट्वा हतं जीवामि दुर्भगा ॥ ११.२०.२४ ॥
It is hard for anyone to die before the time has come. Yet I, unfortunate one, live on though I have seen you slain in battle.
11.20.25
कामिदानीं नरव्याघ्र श्लक्ष्णया स्मितया गिरा ।
पितृलोके समेत्यान्यां मामिवामन्त्रयिष्यसि ॥ ११.२०.२५ ॥
O tiger among men, now in the world of the fathers you will meet another woman and address her with soft, smiling words, just as you addressed me.
11.20.26
नूनमप्सरसां स्वर्गे मनांसि प्रमथिष्यसि ।
परमेण च रूपेण गिरा च स्मितपूर्वया ॥ ११.२०.२६ ॥
Surely in heaven you will stir the hearts of the apsarases with your supreme beauty and with speech that comes after a smile.
11.20.27
प्राप्य पुण्यकृताँल्लोकानप्सरोभिः समेयिवान् ।
सौभद्र विहन्काले स्मरेथाः सुकृतानि मे ॥ ११.२०.२७ ॥
O son of Subhadrā, having attained the worlds of those who did meritorious deeds and come together with the apsarases, at the time of death remember my good deeds.
11.20.28
एतावानिह संवासो विहितस्ते मया सह ।
षण्मासान्सप्तमे मासि त्वं वीर निधनं गतः ॥ ११.२०.२८ ॥
Here with me your life together was ordained to be only this much; O hero, after six months, in the seventh month, you went to death.
11.20.29
इत्युक्तवचनामेनामपकर्षन्ति दुःखिताम् ।
उत्तरां मोघसङ्कल्पां मत्स्यराजकुलस्त्रियः ॥ ११.२०.२९ ॥
Thus addressed, the grieving Uttarā, whose resolve had come to nothing, was pulled away by the women of the royal house of Matsya.
11.20.30
उत्तरामपकृष्यैनामार्तामार्ततराः स्वयम् ।
विराटं निहतं दृष्ट्वा क्रोशन्ति विलपन्ति च ॥ ११.२०.३० ॥
Dragging Uttarā away, they themselves, in still greater anguish, seeing Virāṭa slain, cried out and lamented.
11.20.31
द्रोणास्त्रशरसङ्कृत्तं शयानं रुधिरोक्षितम् ।
विराटं वितुदन्त्येते गृध्रगोमायुवायसाः ॥ ११.२०.३१ ॥
Virāṭa lies cut to pieces by Droṇa's weapons and arrows, sprinkled with blood, while these vultures, jackals and crows tear at him.
11.20.32
वितुद्यमानं विहगैर्विराटमसितेक्षणाः ।
न शक्नुवन्ति विहगान्निवारयितुमातुराः ॥ ११.२०.३२ ॥
The dark-eyed women, distressed, cannot drive away the birds that are tearing at Virāṭa.
11.20.33
आसामातपतप्तानामायासेन च योषिताम् ।
श्रमेण च विवर्णानां वक्त्राणां विप्लुतं वपुः ॥ ११.२०.३३ ॥
The bodies of these women, scorched by the sun, their faces pale with exertion and weariness, are disordered.
11.20.34
उत्तरं चाभिमन्युं च काम्भोजं च सुदक्षिणम् ।
कार्ष्णिनाऽभिहतं पश्य लक्ष्मणं प्रियदर्शनम्। ॥ ११.२०.३४ ॥
Behold Uttara, Abhimanyu, Kāmboja and Sudakṣiṇa, and Lakṣmaṇa, pleasant to behold, struck down by the son of Kṛṣṇā.
11.20.35
आयोधनशिरोमध्ये शयानं पश्य माधव ॥ ११.२०.३५ ॥
Behold, O Mādhava, those lying in the midst of the heads on the battlefield.