Mahābhārata · Adhyāya 8.11
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8.11.1
श्रुतकर्मा ततो राजंश्चित्रसेनं महीपतिम् ।
आजघ्ने समरे क्रुद्धः पञ्चाशद्भिः शिलीमुखैः ॥ ८.११.१ ॥
Then Śrutakarmā, enraged, struck King Citrasena in battle with fifty arrows.
8.11.2
चित्रसेनस्तु तं राजन्नवभिर्नतपर्वभिः ।
श्रुतकर्माणमाहत्य सूतं विव्याध पञ्चभिः ॥ ८.११.२ ॥
But Citrasena, O king, struck Śrutakarmā with nine bent-jointed arrows and pierced his charioteer with five.
8.11.3
श्रुतकर्मा ततः क्रुद्धश्चित्रसेनं चमूमुखे ।
नाराचेन सुतीक्ष्णेन मर्मदेशे समार्पयत् ॥ ८.११.३ ॥
Then Śrutakarmā, enraged, at the front of the army drove a very sharp nārāca arrow deep into Citrasena's vital spot.
8.11.4
सोऽतिविद्धो महाराज नाराचेन महात्मना ।
मूर्च्छामभिययौ वीरः कश्मलं चाविवेश ह ॥ ८.११.४ ॥
O great king, struck badly by the nārāca of that high-souled warrior, the hero fell into a swoon and sank into faintness.
8.11.5
एतस्मिन्नन्तरे चैनं श्रुतकीर्तिर्महायशाः ।
नवत्या जगतीपालं छादयामास पत्रिभिः ॥ ८.११.५ ॥
Meanwhile Śrutakīrti, of great renown, covered that protector of the earth with ninety arrows.
8.11.6
प्रतिलभ्य ततः संज्ञां चित्रसेनो महारथः ।
धनुश्चिच्छेद भल्लेन तं च विव्याध सप्तभिः ॥ ८.११.६ ॥
Then Citrasena, the great warrior, regaining consciousness, cut his bow with a bhalla arrow and pierced him with seven.
8.11.7
सोऽन्यत्कार्मुकमादाय वेगघ्नं रुक्मभूषितम् ।
चित्ररूपधरं चक्रे चित्रसेनं शरोर्मिभिः ॥ ८.११.७ ॥
Taking another bow, adorned with gold and checking speed, he made Citrasena take on a varied appearance with waves of arrows.
8.11.8
स शरैश्चित्रितो राजा चित्रमाल्यधरो युवा ।
अशोभत महारङ्गे श्वाविच्छललो यथा ॥ ८.११.८ ॥
That young king, painted with arrows and wearing variegated garlands, shone in the great field like a porcupine.
8.11.9
श्रुतकर्माणमथ वै नाराचेन स्तनान्तरे ।
बिभेद तरसा शूरस्तिष्ठतिष्ठेति चाब्रवीत् ॥ ८.११.९ ॥
Then the hero pierced Śrutakarmā in the chest with an iron arrow, swiftly, and said, 'Stand, stand!'
8.11.10
श्रुतकर्माणि समरे नाराचेन समर्पितः ।
सुस्राव रुधिरं तत्र गैरिकाम्बु यथाऽचलः ॥ ८.११.१० ॥
Struck by an iron arrow in battle, Śrutakarmā there poured forth blood like red-ochre water from a mountain.
8.11.11
ततः स रुधिराक्ताङ्गो रुधिरेण कृतच्छविः ।
रराज समरे वीरः सपुष्प इव किंशुकः ॥ ८.११.११ ॥
Then that hero, his limbs smeared with blood, his complexion made red with blood, shone in battle like a kiṃśuka tree in flower.
8.11.12
श्रुतकर्मा ततो राजञ्शत्रुणा समभिद्रुतः ।
शत्रुसंवारणं क्रुद्धो द्विधा चिच्छेद कार्मुकम् ॥ ८.११.१२ ॥
Then, O king, Śrutakarmā, attacked by the enemy, angered, cut the enemy's protecting bow in two.
8.11.13
अथैनं छिन्नधन्वानं नाराचानां शतैस्त्रिभिः ।
छादयन्समरे राजन्विव्याध च सुपत्रिभिः ॥ ८.११.१३ ॥
Then, O king, he covered the one whose bow was broken with three hundred iron arrows in battle, and pierced him with well-feathered shafts.
8.11.14
ततोऽपरेण भल्लेन तीक्ष्णेन निशितेन च ।
जहार सशिरस्त्राणं शिरस्तस्य महात्मनः ॥ ८.११.१४ ॥
Then with another sharp, keen-edged bhalla arrow he severed the head of the great-souled one, helmet and all.
8.11.15
तच्छिरो न्यपतद्भूमौ चित्रसेनस्य दीप्तिमत् ।
यदृच्छया यथा चन्द्रश्च्युतः स्वर्गान्महीतलम् ॥ ८.११.१५ ॥
That shining head of Citrasena fell to the ground, like the moon accidentally slipping from heaven to the earth.
8.11.16
राजानं निहतं दृष्ट्वा तेऽभिसारं तु मारिष ।
अभ्यद्रवन्त वेगेन चित्रसेनस्य सैनिकाः ॥ ८.११.१६ ॥
O Māriṣa, seeing the king slain, the soldiers of Citrasena rushed at them with speed to attack.
8.11.17
ततः क्रुद्धो महेष्वासस्तत्सैन्यं प्राद्रवच्छरैः ।
अन्तकाले यथा क्रुद्धः सर्वभूतानि प्रेतराट् ॥ ८.११.१७ ॥
Then the enraged great archer drove that army off with arrows, as Yama, the king of the dead, enraged at the time of death, drives off all creatures.
8.11.18
ते वध्यमानाः समरे तव पौत्रेण धन्विना ।
व्यद्रवन्त दिशस्तूर्णं दावदग्धा इव द्विपाः ॥ ८.११.१८ ॥
Being struck down in battle by your grandson, that archer, they swiftly fled in all directions, like elephants burnt by a forest fire.
8.11.19
तांस्तु विद्रवतो दृष्ट्वा निरुत्साहान्द्विषज्जये ।
द्रावयन्निषुभिस्तीक्ष्णैः श्रुतकर्मा व्यरोचत ॥ ८.११.१९ ॥
Seeing them fleeing and discouraged in the conquest of their foes, Śrutakarman shone forth, routing them further with sharp arrows.
8.11.20
प्रतिविन्ध्यस्ततश्चित्रं भित्त्वा पञ्चभिराशुगैः ।
सारथिं च त्रिभिर्विद्व्वा ध्वजमेकेषुणापि च ॥ ८.११.२० ॥
Then Prativindhya, piercing Citra with five swift arrows, struck the charioteer with three, and also the banner with a single arrow.
8.11.21
तं चित्रो नवभिर्भल्लैर्बाह्वोरुरसि चार्पयत् ।
स्वर्णपुङ्खैः प्रसन्नाग्नैः कङ्कबर्हिणवाजितैः ॥ ८.११.२१ ॥
Citra struck him on the arms and chest with nine broad-headed arrows, gold-feathered, bright-tipped, and fletched with heron and peacock plumes.
8.11.22
प्रतिविन्ध्यो धनुश्छित्त्वा तस्य बारत सायकेः ।
पञ्चभिर्निशितैर्बाणैरथैनं स हि जघ्निवान् ॥ ८.११.२२ ॥
O Bhārata, Prativindhya cut his bow and then struck him with five sharp arrows.
8.11.23
ततः शक्तिं महाराज स्वर्णघण्टां दुरासदाम् ।
प्राहिणोत्प्रतिविन्ध्याय विचिन्वन्तीमसूनिव ॥ ८.११.२३ ॥
Then, O great king, he hurled at Prativindhya a spear called Śakti, with golden bells, irresistible, as though seeking lives.
8.11.24
तामापतन्ती सहसा शक्तिमुल्कामिवाम्बरे ।
द्विधा चिच्छेद समरे प्रतिविन्ध्यो हसन्निव ॥ ८.११.२४ ॥
That spear hurtling suddenly like a meteor across the sky, Prativindhya, smiling, cut in two in battle.
8.11.25
सा पपात द्विधा छिन्ना प्रतिविन्ध्यशरैः शितैः ।
युगान्ते सर्वभूतानि त्रासयन्ती यथाऽशनिः ॥ ८.११.२५ ॥
Cut in two by the sharp arrows of Prativindhya, she fell, like a thunderbolt terrifying all beings at the end of an age.
8.11.26
शक्तिं तां प्रहतां दृष्ट्वा चित्रो गृह्य महागदाम् ।
प्रतिविन्ध्याय चिक्षेप रुक्मजालविभूषिताम् ॥ ८.११.२६ ॥
Seeing that spear struck down, Citra took up a great mace, adorned with a golden net, and hurled it at Prativindhya.
8.11.27
सा जघान हयांस्तस्य सारथिं च महारणे ।
रथं प्रमृद्य वेगेन धरमीमन्वपद्यत ॥ ८.११.२७ ॥
In the great battle it struck his horses and his charioteer, and, crushing the chariot with force, it fell to the ground.
8.11.28
एतस्मिन्नेव काले तु रथादाप्लुत्य भारत ।
शक्तिं चिक्षेप चित्राय स्वर्णदण्डामलङ्कृताम् ॥ ८.११.२८ ॥
At that very moment, O Bhārata, leaping down from his chariot, he hurled at Citra a spear adorned with a golden shaft.
8.11.29
तामापतन्तीं जग्राह चित्रो राजन्महामनाः ।
ततस्तामेव चिक्षेप प्रतिविन्ध्याय पार्थिवः ॥ ८.११.२९ ॥
O king, the great-hearted Citra caught it as it hurtled toward him; then that same king hurled it back at Prativindhya.
8.11.30
समासाद्य रणे शूरं प्रतिविन्ध्यं महाप्रभा ।
निर्भिद्य दक्षिणं बाहुं निपपात महीतले।
पतिताऽभासयश्चैव तं देशमशनिर्यथा ॥ ८.११.३० ॥
Reaching the hero Prativindhya in battle, that brilliant weapon pierced his right arm and fell to the ground; falling, it lit up that place like a thunderbolt.
8.11.31
प्रतिविन्ध्यस्ततो राजंस्तोमरं हेमभूषितम् ।
प्रेषयामास सङ्क्रुद्धश्चित्रस्य वधकाङ्क्षया ॥ ८.११.३१ ॥
Then, O king, enraged Prativindhya, desiring to slay Citra, hurled a spear adorned with gold.
8.11.32
स तस्य गात्रावरणं भित्त्वा हृदयमेव च ।
जगाम धरणीं तूर्णं महोरग इवाशयम् ॥ ८.११.३२ ॥
Piercing his body armour and his very heart, it swiftly entered the earth, as a great serpent enters its hole.
8.11.33
स पपात तदा राजा तोमरेण समाहतः ।
प्रसार्य विपुलौ बाहू पीनौ पिघसन्निभौ ॥ ८.११.३३ ॥
Then the king fell, struck by the spear, stretching out his broad, stout arms like iron bars.
8.11.34
चित्रं सम्प्रेक्ष्य निहतं तावका रणशोभिनः ।
अभ्यद्रवन्त वेगेन प्रतिविन्ध्यं समन्ततः ॥ ८.११.३४ ॥
Seeing Citra slain, your warriors, the glory of the battlefield, rushed swiftly at Prativindhya from all sides.
8.11.35
सृजन्तो विविधान्बाणाञ्शतघ्नीश्च सकिङ्किणीः ।
तमवच्छादयामासुः सूर्यमभ्रगणा इव ॥ ८.११.३५ ॥
Shooting various arrows and hundred-killers with tinkling bells, they covered him, as clouds cover the sun.
8.11.36
तान्विधम्य महाबाहुः शरजालेन संयुगे ।
व्यद्रावयत्तव चमूं वज्रहस्त इवासुरीम् ॥ ८.११.३६ ॥
Having struck them down with a net of arrows, the mighty-armed one routed your army in battle, as Indra, wielder of the thunderbolt, routs the host of the Asuras.
8.11.37
ते वध्यमानाः समरे तावकाः पाण्डवैर्नृप ।
विप्रकीर्यन्त सहसा वातनुन्ना घना इव ॥ ८.११.३७ ॥
O king, your men, being struck down in battle by the Pāṇḍavas, were suddenly scattered like clouds driven by the wind.
8.11.38
विप्रद्रुते बले तस्मिन्वध्यमाने समन्ततः ।
द्रौणिरेकोऽभ्ययात्तूर्णं भीमसेनं महाबलम् ॥ ८.११.३८ ॥
When that army had fled and was being struck down on all sides, Droṇa's son alone swiftly advanced against Bhīmasena, the mighty.
8.11.39
तः समागमो घोरो बभूव सहसा तयोः ।
यथा दैवासुरे युद्धे वृत्रवासवयोरिव ॥ ८.११.३९ ॥
Then a terrible encounter between the two suddenly took place, like that of Vṛtra and Vāsava (Indra) in the battle of gods and demons.