Mahābhārata · Adhyāya 7.72
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7.72.1
अथ संशप्तकैः सार्धं युध्यमाने धनञ्जये ।
अभिमन्यौ हते चापि बाले बलवतां वरे ॥ ७.७२.१ ॥
While Dhanañjaya was fighting with the Saṃśaptakas, and the youth Abhimanyu, best of the mighty, had also been slain,
7.72.2
महर्षिसत्तमे याते व्यासे स तु युधिष्ठिरः ।
पाण्डवाः किमथाऽकार्षुः शोकोपहतचेतसः ॥ ७.७२.२ ॥
When Vyāsa, best of great sages, had departed, what did Yudhiṣṭhira and the Pāṇḍavas, their minds struck down by grief, then do?
7.72.3
कथं संशप्तकेभ्यो वा निवृत्तो वानरध्वजः ।
केन वा कथितस्तस्य प्रशान्तः सुतपावकः।
एतन्मे शंस तत्त्वेन सर्वमेवेह सञ्जय ॥ ७.७२.३ ॥
How did the monkey-bannered one turn back from the Saṃśaptakas, or who told him? How was the fire of his son quenched? Sañjaya, tell me all of this truly and here.
7.72.4
शृणु राजन्यथा तेभ्यो निवृत्तः कृष्णसारथिः ।
ततः सर्वाणि सैन्यानि दहन्कृष्णगतिर्यथा ॥ ७.७२.४ ॥
Hear, O king, how he who had Kṛṣṇa as charioteer turned back from them; then, like the course of Kṛṣṇa, burning all the armies, he advanced.
7.72.5
सम्प्रयातेऽस्तमादित्ये संध्याकाल उपस्थिते ।
अयातस्यात्मशिबिरं निमित्तैरघशंसिभिः ॥ ७.७२.५ ॥
When the sun had set and the time of twilight had come, he, not having returned to his own camp because of omens foretelling evil,
7.72.6
यच्चासीन्मानसं तस्य यच्च कृष्णेन भाषितम् ।
यथा च कथितस्तस्य निहतः सुतपावकः।
विस्तरेणैव मे सर्वं ब्रुवतः शृणु मारिष ॥ ७.७२.६ ॥
All that was in his mind, what Kṛṣṇa said, and how it was told to him that the fire of his son had been slain, I tell you in full; listen, O respected one.
7.72.7
तस्मिन्नहनि निर्वृत्ते घोरे प्राणभृतां क्षये ।
आदित्येऽस्तङ्गते श्रीमान्सन्ध्याकाल उपस्थिते ॥ ७.७२.७ ॥
When that dreadful day had ended, amid the destruction of living beings, and the sun had set, the glorious twilight hour arrived.
7.72.8
व्यपयातेषु वासाय सर्वेषु भरतर्षभ ।
हत्वा संशप्तकव्रातान्दिव्यैरस्त्रैः कपिध्वजः ॥ ७.७२.८ ॥
O bull of the Bharatas, when all had departed to their quarters, Arjuna, whose banner bears the monkey, slew the groups of Saṃśaptakas with divine weapons.
7.72.9
प्रायात्स्वशिबिरं जिष्णुर्जैत्रमास्थाय तं रथम् ।
गच्छन्नेव च गोविन्दं साश्रुकण्ठोऽभ्यभाषत ॥ ७.७२.९ ॥
Arjuna, the conqueror, mounted that victorious chariot and went to his own camp; while going, with a throat choked with tears, he spoke to Govinda.
7.72.10
किं तु मे हृदयं त्रस्तं वाक्व सज्जति केशव ।
स्यन्दने नावतिष्ठामि गात्रैः सीदामि चाच्युत ॥ ७.७२.१० ॥
But, O Keśava, my heart is trembling and my speech falters; I cannot stand firm on the chariot, O Acyuta, my limbs are sinking.
7.72.11
अनिष्टं चैव मे श्लिष्टं हृदयान्नापसर्पति ।
भुविये दिक्षु चात्युग्रा उत्पातास्त्रासयन्ति माम् ॥ ७.७२.११ ॥
This inauspicious feeling clings to my heart and does not leave it. The most dreadful portents on the earth and in all the directions terrify me.
7.72.12
बहुप्रकारा दृश्यन्ते सर्व एवाघशंसिनः ।
अपि स्वस्ति भवेद्राज्ञः सामात्यस्य गुरोर्मम ॥ ७.७२.१२ ॥
Omens of many kinds, all foretelling evil, are seen. Could there still be well-being for the king with his ministers, and for my teacher?
7.72.13
व्यक्तं शिवं सहभ्रातुर्धर्मराजस्य पाण्डव ।
मा शुचःकिञ्चिदेवान्यत्तत्रानिष्टं भविष्यति ॥ ७.७२.१३ ॥
Surely there is well-being for King Dharma (Yudhiṣṭhira) and his brothers. O son of Pāṇḍu, do not grieve; nothing otherwise harmful will befall them there.
7.72.14
ततः सन्ध्यामुपास्यैव वीरौ वीरावसादने ।
कथयन्तौ रणे वृत्तं प्रयातौ रथमास्थितौ ॥ ७.७२.१४ ॥
Then, having performed the evening twilight rite, the two heroes, telling of what had happened in the battle at the field where heroes fell, mounted their chariot and set out.
7.72.15
ततः स्वशिबिरं प्राप्तौ हतामित्रौ हतद्विषौ ।
वासुदेवोऽर्जुनश्चैव कृत्वा कर्म सुदुष्करम् ॥ ७.७२.१५ ॥
Then they reached their own camp, having slain their enemies and destroyed their foes; Vāsudeva (Kṛṣṇa) and Arjuna, having performed a most difficult deed.
7.72.16
ध्वस्ताकारमिवालेख्यं संवीक्ष्य शिबिरं स्वकम् ।
बीभत्सुरब्रवीत्कृष्णमस्वस्थहृदयस्ततः ॥ ७.७२.१६ ॥
Seeing their own camp, its form ruined like a painted picture, Bībhatsu (Arjuna), with an uneasy heart, then spoke to Kṛṣṇa.
7.72.17
नदन्ति नाद्य तूर्याणि मङ्गल्यानि जनार्दन ।
मिश्रा दुन्दुभिनिर्धोषैः शङ्खाश्चाडम्बरैः सह ॥ ७.७२.१७ ॥
O Janārdana, today the auspicious instruments do not sound; the conches, mingled with the roar of drums, do not sound with their tumult.
7.72.18
वीणा नैवाद्य वाद्यन्ते शम्यातालस्वनैः सह ।
मङ्गल्यानि च गीतानि न गायन्ति पठन्ति च ॥ ७.७२.१८ ॥
Today the lutes are not played with the sound of clappers and cymbals; auspicious songs are not sung, nor are they recited.
7.72.19
स्तुतियुक्तानि रम्याणि ममानीकेषु बन्दिनः ।
योधाश्चापि हि मां दृष्ट्वा निवर्तन्ते ह्यधोमुखाः ॥ ७.७२.१९ ॥
Among my troops, the praising bards and even the warriors, seeing me, turn back with faces downcast.
7.72.20
कर्माणि च यथापूर्वं कृत्वा नाभिवदन्ति माम् ।
अपि स्वस्ति भवेदद्य भ्रातृभ्यो मम माधव ॥ ७.७२.२० ॥
Though they perform their duties as before, they do not greet me. O Mādhava, may there be well-being today for my brothers!
7.72.21
न हि शुद्ध्यति मे भावो दृष्ट्वा स्वजनमाकुलम् ।
अपि पाञ्चालराजस्य विराटस्य च मानद ॥ ७.७२.२१ ॥
My mind is not purified, seeing my kinsmen distressed. And so too, O giver of honor, with the king of the Pāñcālas and Virāṭa.
7.72.22
सर्वेषां चैव योधानां सामग्र्यं स्यान्ममाच्युत ।
न च मामद्य सौभद्रः प्रहृष्टो भ्रातृभिः सह।
रणादायान्तमुचितं प्रत्युद्याति हसन्निव ॥ ७.७२.२२ ॥
O Acyuta, will all the warriors be with me? Today the son of Subhadrā, delighted with his brothers, does not come forth to greet me properly as I return from battle, as if smiling.
7.72.23
एवं सङ्कथयन्तौ तौ प्रविष्टौ शिबिरं स्वकम् ।
ददृशाते भृशास्वस्थान्पाण्डवान्नष्टचेतसः ॥ ७.७२.२३ ॥
Conversing thus, the two entered their own camp and saw the Pāṇḍavas greatly troubled, their minds bewildered.
7.72.24
दृष्ट्वा भ्रातृंश्च पुत्रांश्च विमना वानरध्वजः ।
अपश्यंश्चैव सौभद्रमिदं वचनमब्रवीत् ॥ ७.७२.२४ ॥
Seeing his brothers and sons, the monkey-bannered one (Arjuna), downcast, not seeing the son of Subhadrā, spoke these words.
7.72.25
मुखवर्णोऽप्रसन्नो वः सर्वेषामेव लक्ष्यते ।
न चाभिमन्युं पश्यामि न च मां प्रतिनन्दथ ॥ ७.७२.२५ ॥
Your faces all appear downcast. I do not see Abhimanyu, and you do not greet me.
7.72.26
मया श्रुतश्च द्रोणेन पद्मव्यूहो विनिर्मितः ।
न च वस्तस्य भेत्ताऽस्ति विना सौभद्रमर्भकम् ॥ ७.७२.२६ ॥
I have heard that Droṇa has constructed the lotus formation, and that there is no breaker of it except that boy, Saubhadra.
7.72.27
न चोपदिष्टस्तस्यासीन्मयानीकाद्विनिर्गमः ।
कच्चिन्न बालो युष्माभिः परानीकं प्रवेशितः ॥ ७.७२.२७ ॥
And I had not instructed him how to come out of the army. Perhaps you have not sent that boy into the enemy's army?
7.72.28
भित्त्वाऽनीकं महेष्वासः परेषां बहुभिर्युधि ।
कच्चिन्न निहतः सङ्ख्ये सौभद्रः परवीरहा ॥ ७.७२.२८ ॥
Having pierced the enemy's army in battle against many, has the great archer Saubhadra, slayer of enemy heroes, perhaps not been slain in the fight?
7.72.29
लोहिताक्षं महाबाहुं जातं सिंहमिवाद्रिषु ।
उपेन्द्रसदृशं ब्रूत कथमायोधने हतः ॥ ७.७२.२९ ॥
Red-eyed, mighty-armed, like a lion born among the mountains, equal to Upendra, how was he slain in battle? Tell me.
7.72.30
सुकुमारं महेष्वासं वासवस्यात्मजात्मजम् ।
सदा मम प्रियं ब्रूत कथमायोधने हतः ॥ ७.७२.३० ॥
Tender, great archer, son of the son of Vāsava's son, ever dear to me — how was he slain in battle? Tell me.
7.72.31
सुभद्रायाः प्रियं पुत्रं द्रौपद्याः केशवस्य च ।
अम्बायाश्च प्रियं नित्यं कोवधीत्कालमोहितः ॥ ७.७२.३१ ॥
Who, deluded by time, killed the son dear to Subhadrā, dear to Draupadī and to Keśava, and always dear to Ambā?
7.72.32
सदृशो वृष्णिवीरस्य केशवस्य महात्मनः ।
विक्रमश्रुतमाहात्म्यैः कथमायोधने हतः ॥ ७.७२.३२ ॥
Equal to the Vṛṣṇi hero, the great-souled Keśava, in valour, renown and greatness — how was he killed in battle?
7.72.33
वार्ष्णेयीदयितं शूरं मया सततलालितम् ।
यदि पुत्रं न पश्यामि यास्यामि यमसादनम् ॥ ७.७२.३३ ॥
If I do not see the son, the hero beloved of Vārṣṇeyī, whom I always cherished, I shall go to the abode of Yama.
7.72.34
मृदुकुञ्चितकेशान्तं बालं बालमृगेक्षणम् ।
मत्तद्विरदविक्रान्तं सिंहपोतमिवोद्गतम् ॥ ७.७२.३४ ॥
With soft curled hair at its tips, a youth with a fawn's eyes, with the stride of a maddened elephant, like a lion cub risen up.
7.72.35
स्मिताभिभाषिणं दान्तं गुरुवाक्यकरं सदा ।
बाल्येऽप्यतुलकर्माणं प्रियवाक्यममत्सरम् ॥ ७.७२.३५ ॥
Speaking with a smile, self-controlled, always doing the words of his elders, of incomparable deeds even in youth, speaking kind words, free from envy.
7.72.36
महोत्साहं महाबाहुं दीर्घराजीवलोचनम् ।
भक्तानुकम्पिनं दान्तं न च नीचानुसारिणम् ॥ ७.७२.३६ ॥
Of great energy, mighty-armed, with long lotus eyes, compassionate to devotees, self-controlled, and not following the base.
7.72.37
कृतज्ञं ज्ञानसम्पन्नं कृतास्त्रभनिवर्तिनम् ।
युद्धाभिनन्दिनं नित्यं द्विषतां भयवर्धनम् ॥ ७.७२.३७ ॥
Grateful, endowed with wisdom, skilled in weapons, one who turns back his enemies, ever delighting in battle, increaser of the fear of his foes.
7.72.38
स्वेषां प्रियहिते युक्तं पितॄणां जयगृद्धिनम् ।
न च पूर्वं प्रहर्तारं सम्प्रमे नष्टसम्भ्रमम्।
यदि पुत्रं न पश्यामि यास्यामि यमसादनम् ॥ ७.७२.३८ ॥
Devoted to the welfare and pleasure of his own kin, eager for the victory of his elders, who did not strike first in confusion and was never flustered. If I do not see my son, I shall go to the abode of Yama.
7.72.39
रथेषु गण्यमानेषु गणितं तं महारथम् ।
मयाऽध्यर्धगुणं सङ्ख्ये तरुणं बाहुशालिनम् ॥ ७.७२.३९ ॥
When chariot-warriors were counted, I counted that great charioteer in battle as one and a half times over, the young man proud of his strong arms.
7.72.40
प्रद्युम्नस्य प्रियं नित्यं केशवस्य ममैव च ।
यदि पुत्रं न पश्यामि यास्यामि यमसादनम् ॥ ७.७२.४० ॥
Ever beloved of Pradyumna, and dear to Keśava and to me as well. If I do not see my son, I shall go to the abode of Yama.
7.72.41
सुनसं सुललाटान्तं स्वक्षिभ्रूदशनच्छदम् ।
अपश्यतस्तद्वदनं का शान्तिर्हृदयस्य मे ॥ ७.७२.४१ ॥
Fine-nosed, fine-browed, with eyes, brows and lips — while I do not see that face, what peace is there for my heart?
7.72.42
तन्त्रीस्वनसुखं रम्यं पुंस्कोकिलसमध्वनिम् ।
अशृण्वतः स्वनं तस्य का शान्तिर्हृदयस्य मे ॥ ७.७२.४२ ॥
Pleasant as the sound of strings, delightful, with a voice like a male cuckoo — while I do not hear that voice, what peace is there for my heart?
7.72.43
रूपं चाप्रतिमं तस्य त्रिदशैश्चापि दुर्लभम् ।
अपश्यतो हि वीरस्य का शान्तिर्हृदयस्य मे ॥ ७.७२.४३ ॥
His incomparable form, rare even for the gods — not seeing that hero, what peace is there for my heart?
7.72.44
अभिवादनदक्षं तं पितॄणां वचने रतम् ।
नाद्याहं यदि पश्यामि का शान्तिर्हृदयस्य मे ॥ ७.७२.४४ ॥
Skilled in respectful greeting, devoted to the words of his elders — if today I do not see him, what peace is there for my heart?
7.72.45
सुकुमारः सदा वीरो महार्हशयनोचितः ।
भूमावनाथवच्छेते नूनं नाथवतां वरः ॥ ७.७२.४५ ॥
That hero, always tender and fit for a costly bed, lies on the ground like one without a protector — surely he, best of those who have protectors.
7.72.46
शयानं समुपासन्ति यं पुरा परमस्त्रियः ।
तमद्य विप्रविद्धाङ्गमुपासन्त्यशिवाः शिवाः ॥ ७.७२.४६ ॥
He whom, when he lay sleeping, the supreme women once attended — him, now with limbs torn apart, the inauspicious jackals attend today.
7.72.47
यः पुरा बोध्यते सुप्तः सूतमागधबन्दिभिः ।
बोधयन्त्यद्य तं नूनं श्वापदा विकृतैः स्वनैः ॥ ७.७२.४७ ॥
He who was once awakened, while asleep, by charioteers, bards and panegyrists — surely today the beasts of prey awaken him with their harsh cries.
7.72.48
छत्रच्छायासमुचितं तस्य तद्वदनं शुभम् ।
नूनमद्य रजोध्वस्तं रणरेणुः करिष्यति ॥ ७.७२.४८ ॥
That fair face of his, fit for the shade of a parasol — surely today the dust of battle will cover it with dust.
7.72.49
हा पुत्रकावितृप्तस्य सततं पुत्रदर्शने ।
भाग्यहीनस्य कालेन यथा मे नीयसे बलात् ॥ ७.७२.४९ ॥
Alas, my son! I, who was never satisfied with seeing my son, unfortunate, am being robbed of you by force by time.
7.72.50
सा च संयमनी नूनं सदा सुकृतिनां गतिः ।
स्वभाभिर्मोहिता रम्या त्वयाऽत्यर्थं विराजते ॥ ७.७२.५० ॥
That Saṃyamanī is surely always the goal of the righteous; enchanting and delightful by its own nature, it shines exceedingly because of you.
7.72.51
नूनं वैवस्वतश्च त्वां वरुणश्च प्रियातिथिम् ।
शतक्रतुर्धनेशश्च प्राप्तमर्चन्त्यभीरुकम् ॥ ७.७२.५१ ॥
Surely Vaivasvata, Varuṇa, Śatakratu and Dhaneśa honour you, the fearless one, who have arrived as a dear guest.
7.72.52
एवं विलप्य बहुधा भिन्नपोतो वगिग्यथा ।
दुःखेन महताऽविष्टो युधिष्ठिरमपृच्छत ॥ ७.७२.५२ ॥
Thus lamenting in many ways, overwhelmed by great grief like a merchant whose ship is broken, he asked Yudhiṣṭhira.
7.72.53
कथं त्वयि च भीमे च धृष्टद्युम्ने च जीवति ।
सात्यके शक्रविक्रान्ते सौभद्रो निहतः परैः ॥ ७.७२.५३ ॥
How, while you, Bhīma, Dhṛṣṭadyumna and Sātyaki, mighty as Indra, were alive, was the son of Subhadrā slain by the enemies?
7.72.54
कच्चित्स कदनं कृत्वा परेषां कुरुनन्दन ।
स्वर्गतोऽभिमुखः सङ्ख्ये युध्यमानो नरर्षभैः ॥ ७.७२.५४ ॥
Perhaps, O joy of the Kurus, having made a slaughter of the enemies, he went to heaven, facing forward, fighting in battle against the bulls among men?
7.72.55
स नूनं बहुभिर्यत्तैर्युध्यमानो नरर्षभैः ।
असहायः सहायार्थी मामनुध्यातवान्ध्रुवम् ॥ ७.७२.५५ ॥
Surely, fighting with great effort against many bulls among men, unaided and seeking help, he must have called me to mind.
7.72.56
पीड्यमानः शरैर्बालस्तात साध्वभिधाव माम् ।
इति विप्रलपन्मन्ये नृशंसैर्भुवि पातितः ॥ ७.७२.५६ ॥
Tormented by arrows, the boy, I think, lamenting, 'Father, quickly run to me!', was felled to the ground by cruel men.
7.72.57
अथवा मत्प्रसूतः स स्वस्रीयो माधवस्य च ।
सुभद्रायां च सम्भूतो न चैवं वक्तुमर्हति ॥ ७.७२.५७ ॥
Or else he, born of me, Kṛṣṇa's sister's son, born of Subhadrā, ought not to speak thus.
7.72.58
वज्रसारमयं नूनं हृदयं सुदृढं मम ।
अपश्यतो दीर्घबाहुं रक्ताक्षं यन्न दीर्यते ॥ ७.७२.५८ ॥
Surely my heart is made of the essence of the thunderbolt, very firm, since it does not break though I do not see the long-armed, red-eyed one.
7.72.59
कथं बाले महेष्वासा नृशंसा मर्मभेदिनः ।
स्वस्रीये वासुदेवस्य मम पुत्रेऽक्षिपञ्शरान् ॥ ७.७२.५९ ॥
How could those great archers, cruel piercers of vital spots, shoot arrows at the boy, the sister's son of Vāsudeva, my son?
7.72.60
यो मां नित्यमदीनात्मा प्रत्युद्गम्याभिनन्दति ।
उपयान्तं रिपून्हत्वा सोऽद्य मां किं न पश्यति ॥ ७.७२.६० ॥
He who always, with undaunted spirit, went forth to meet me and welcomed me as I approached after slaying the enemies — why does he not see me today?
7.72.61
नूनं स पातितः शेते धरण्यां रुधिरोक्षितः ।
शोभयन्मेदिनीं गात्रैरादित्य इव पातितः ॥ ७.७२.६१ ॥
Surely he lies fallen on the earth, sprinkled with blood, adorning the earth with his limbs like the sun fallen to the ground.
7.72.62
सुभद्रामनुशोचामि या पुत्रमपलायिनम् ।
रणे विनिहतं श्रुत्वा शोकार्ता वै विनङ्क्षति ॥ ७.७२.६२ ॥
I grieve for Subhadrā, who, hearing that her son who did not flee has been slain in battle, will surely perish, afflicted with sorrow.
7.72.63
सुभद्रा वक्ष्यते किं मामबिमन्युमपश्यती ।
द्रौपदीं चैव दुःखार्तां किं वा वक्ष्यामि तामहम् ॥ ७.७२.६३ ॥
What will Subhadrā say to me, not seeing Abhimanyu? And what shall I say to Draupadī, afflicted with grief?
7.72.64
वज्रसारमयं नूनं हृदयं यन्न यास्यति ।
सहस्रधा वधूं दृष्ट्वा रुदतीं शोककर्शिताम् ॥ ७.७२.६४ ॥
Surely my heart is made of the essence of the thunderbolt, that it does not break into a thousand pieces at seeing my daughter-in-law weeping, emaciated with sorrow.
7.72.65
हृष्टानां धार्तराष्ट्राणां सिंहनादो मया श्रुतः ।
युयुत्सुश्चापि कृष्णेन श्रुतो वीरानुपालभन् ॥ ७.७२.६५ ॥
I heard the lion-roar of the delighted sons of Dhṛtarāṣṭra; and Yuyutsu too, reproaching the heroes, was heard by Kṛṣṇa.
7.72.66
अशक्नुवन्तः पार्थस्य बालं हत्वा महाबलम् ।
किं न लज्जन्त्यधर्मज्ञाः पार्थिवा दृश्यतां बलम् ॥ ७.७२.६६ ॥
Unable to face the son of Pṛthā, having slain that mighty youth, why do not the kings, ignorant of dharma, feel shame? Let their strength be seen.
7.72.67
किं तयोर्विप्रियं कृत्वा केशवार्जुनयोर्मृधे ।
सिंहवन्नदथ प्रीताः शोककाल उपस्थिते ॥ ७.७२.६७ ॥
Having done what was displeasing to those two, Keśava and Arjuna, in battle, did you roar like lions, pleased, when the time of grief has arrived?
7.72.68
आगमिष्यति वः क्षिप्रं फलं पापस्य कर्मणः ।
अधर्मो हि कृतस्तीव्रः कथं स्यादफलश्चिरम् ॥ ७.७२.६८ ॥
The fruit of your sinful deed will come to you swiftly. Since grievous unrighteousness has been done, how could it remain without fruit for long?
7.72.69
इति तान्परिभाषन्वै वैश्यापुत्रो महामतिः ।
अपायाच्छस्त्रमुत्सृज्य कोपदुःखसमन्वितः ॥ ७.७२.६९ ॥
Thus rebuking them, the great-minded son of a vaiśya, filled with anger and sorrow, withdrew and laid down his weapon.
7.72.70
किमर्थमेतन्नाख्यातं त्वया कृष्ण रणे मम ।
अधक्ष्यं तानहं क्रूरांस्तदा सर्वान्महारथान् ॥ ७.७२.७० ॥
Kṛṣṇa, why was this not told to me by you in battle? Then I would have burned all those cruel great charioteers.
7.72.71
पुत्रशोकार्दितं पार्थं ध्यायन्तं साश्रुलोचनम् ।
निगृह्य वासुदेवस्तं पुत्राधिभिरभिप्लुतम्।
मैवमित्यब्रवीत्कृष्णस्तीव्रशोकसमन्वितम् ॥ ७.७२.७१ ॥
Pārtha (Arjuna), tormented by grief for his son, brooding with tear-filled eyes, was restrained by Vāsudeva (Kṛṣṇa). Overwhelmed by thoughts of his son and filled with intense grief, Kṛṣṇa said to him, "Not so."
7.72.72
सर्वेषामेष वै पन्थाः शूराणामनिवर्तिनाम् ।
क्षत्रियाणां विशेषेण येषां नः शस्त्रजीविका ॥ ७.७२.७२ ॥
This is the path for all, especially for heroes who do not turn back, for us kṣatriyas whose livelihood is by weapons.
7.72.73
एषा वै युध्यमानानां शूराणामनिवर्तिनाम् ।
विहिता सर्वशास्त्रज्ञैर्गतिर्मतिमतां वर ॥ ७.७२.७३ ॥
This is the path prescribed by all who know the scriptures for heroes who fight and do not turn back, O best of the wise.
7.72.74
ध्रुवं हि युद्धे मरणं शूरामामनिवर्तिनाम् ।
गतः पुण्यकृतां लोकानभिमन्युर्न संशयः ॥ ७.७२.७४ ॥
Death in battle is certain for heroes who do not turn back; Abhimanyu has gone to the worlds of those who did good deeds, there is no doubt.
7.72.75
एतच्च सर्ववीराणां काङ्क्षितं भरतर्षभ ।
सङ्ग्रामेऽभिमुखा मृत्युं प्राप्नुयामेति मानद ॥ ७.७२.७५ ॥
This is what all heroes desire, O bull of the Bharatas: to meet death face to face in battle, O giver of honour.
7.72.76
स च वीरान्रणे हत्वा राजपुत्रान्महाबलान् ।
वीरैराकाङ्क्षितं मृत्युं सम्प्राप्तोऽभिमुखं रणे ॥ ७.७२.७६ ॥
Having slain in battle the mighty royal princes, he met the death that heroes desire, facing the enemy on the field.
7.72.77
मा शुचः पुरुषव्याघ्र पूर्वैरेष सनातनः ।
धर्मकृद्भिः कृतो धर्मः क्षत्रियाणां रणे क्षयः ॥ ७.७२.७७ ॥
Do not grieve, tiger among men: this is the eternal law established by the ancestors and the doers of dharma, that kshatriyas perish in battle.
7.72.78
इमे ते भ्रातरः सर्वे दीना भरतसत्तम ।
त्वयि शोकसमाविष्टे नृपाश्च सुहृदस्तव ॥ ७.७२.७८ ॥
These brothers of yours, all of them, O best of the Bharatas, and the kings and friends, are distressed to see you overcome with grief.
7.72.79
एतांश्च वचसा साम्ना समाश्वासय मानद ।
विदितं वेदितव्यं ते न शोकं कर्तुमर्हसि ॥ ७.७२.७९ ॥
Console them all with gentle words, O giver of honour. What is to be known is known to you; you ought not to grieve.
7.72.80
एवमाश्वासितः पार्थः कृष्णेनाद्भुतकर्मणा ।
ततोऽब्रवीत्तदा भ्रातॄन्सर्वान्पार्थः सगद्गदम् ॥ ७.७२.८० ॥
Thus consoled by Kṛṣṇa, of wondrous deeds, Arjuna then spoke to all his brothers with a choking voice.
7.72.81
स दीर्घबाहुः पृथ्वंसो दीर्घराजीवलोचनः ।
अभिमन्युर्यथा वृत्तः श्रोतुमिच्छाम्यहं तथा ॥ ७.७२.८१ ॥
I wish to hear how he, long-armed, broad-shouldered, long-lotus-eyed Abhimanyu, fell.
7.72.82
सनागस्यन्दनहयान्सङ्ग्रामे निहतान्मया ।
क्षिप्रं द्रक्ष्यन्ति ते नूनं मम पुत्रं निहत्य वै ॥ ७.७२.८२ ॥
Those slain by me in battle—elephants, chariots and horses—they will soon see; surely they will see it after slaying my son.
7.72.83
कथं च वः कृतास्त्राणां सर्वेषां शस्त्रपाणिनाम् ।
सौभद्रो निधनं गच्छेद्वज्रिणापि समागतः ॥ ७.७२.८३ ॥
How could Saubhadra meet death, though you were all skilled in weapons and armed, even when he had met the thunder-wielder himself?
7.72.84
यद्येवमहमज्ञास्यमशक्तान्रक्षणे मम ।
सूनोः पाण्डवपाञ्चालानगोप्स्यं तं महारणे ॥ ७.७२.८४ ॥
Had I known that the Pāṇḍavas and Pāñcālas were unable to protect my son, I would myself have guarded him in that great battle.
7.72.85
कथं च वो रथस्यानां शरवर्षाणि मुञ्चताम् ।
नीतोऽभिमन्युर्निधनं कदर्थीकृत्य वः परैः ॥ ७.७२.८५ ॥
How, while you were showering arrows as chariot-warriors, was Abhimanyu led to death, your strength humiliated by the enemies?
7.72.86
अहो वः पौरुषं नास्ति न च वोऽस्ति पराक्रमः ।
यत्राभिमन्युः समरे पश्यतां वो निपातितः ॥ ७.७२.८६ ॥
Alas! You have no manly strength, nor valour, when Abhimanyu was struck down in battle while you looked on.
7.72.87
आत्मानमेव गर्हेयं यदहं वै सुदुर्बलान् ।
युष्मानाज्ञाय निर्यातो भीरूनकृतनिश्चयान् ॥ ७.७२.८७ ॥
I should reproach myself, for knowing you to be so very weak, cowardly and irresolute, I set out for battle.
7.72.88
आहोस्विद्भूषणार्थाय वर्मशस्त्रायुधानि वः ।
वाचस्तु वक्तुं संसत्सु मम पुत्रमरक्षताम् ॥ ७.७२.८८ ॥
Or were your armour, weapons and arms merely for ornament, for speaking in assemblies? You did not protect my son.
7.72.89
एवमुक्त्वा ततो वाक्यमतिष्ठद्वै वरासिमान् ।
न स्माशक्यत बीभत्सुः केनचित्प्रसमीक्षितुम् ॥ ७.७२.८९ ॥
Having said this, he stood with a fine sword in hand; then no one could look upon Bībhatsu (Arjuna).
7.72.90
तमन्तकमिव क्रुद्धं निःश्वसन्तं मुहुर्मुहुः ।
महेन्द्रमिव तिष्ठन्तं वज्रोद्यतमहाभुजम्।
पुत्रशोकाभिसन्तप्तमश्रुपूर्णमुखं तदा ॥ ७.७२.९० ॥
Like Death enraged, sighing again and again, like Mahendra with the thunderbolt raised, with great arms, tormented by grief for his son, his face full of tears, thus did they see him then.
7.72.91
न भाषितुं शक्नुवन्ति द्रष्टुं वा सुहृदोऽर्जुनम् ।
अन्यत्र वासुदेवाद्वा ज्येष्ठाद्वा पाण्डुनन्दनात् ॥ ७.७२.९१ ॥
Except for Vāsudeva (Kṛṣṇa) or the eldest son of Pāṇḍu, Arjuna's friends are unable to speak to him or even look at him.
7.72.92
सर्वास्ववस्थासु हितावर्जुनस्य मनोनुगौ ।
बहुमानात्प्रियत्वाच्च तावेनं वक्तमर्हतः ॥ ७.७२.९२ ॥
In every circumstance, only those two, who wish Arjuna well and follow his heart, are fit to speak to him, out of honor and affection.
7.72.93
ततस्तं पुत्रशोकेन भृशं पीडितमानसम् ।
राजीवलोचनं क्रुद्धं राजा वचनमब्रवीत् ॥ ७.७२.९३ ॥
Then the king spoke these words to him, whose mind was greatly afflicted by grief for his son, the lotus-eyed one, who was angry.