Mahābhārata · Adhyāya 8.80
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8.80.1
र्नयाम्येतान्धार्तराष्ट्रान्यमाय ॥ ८.८०.१ ॥
I am leading these sons of Dhṛtarāṣṭra to Yama.
8.80.2
सञ्चोदितो भीमसेनेन चैवं ।
स सारथिः पुत्रबलं त्वदीयम्।
प्रायात्ततः सत्वरमुग्रवेगो ।
यतो भीमस्तद्बलं गन्तुमैच्छत् ॥ ८.८०.२ ॥
Thus urged on by Bhīmasena, that charioteer swiftly drove toward your sons' army, fierce in speed, to where Bhīma wished to go.
8.80.3
ततोऽपरे नागरथाश्वपत्तिभिः ।
प्रत्युद्ययुस्तं कुरवः समन्तात्।
भीमस्य वाहाग्र्यमुदारवेगं ।
समन्ततो बाणगणैर्निजघ्नुः ॥ ८.८०.३ ॥
Then other Kurus, with elephants, chariots, horses and foot soldiers, advanced against him from all sides and struck Bhīma's foremost, swift-speeding horses with volleys of arrows.
8.80.4
ततः शरानापततो महात्मा ।
चिच्छेद बाणैस्तपीनयपुङ्खैः।
ते वै निपेतुस्तपनीयपुङ्खा ।
द्विधा त्रिधा भीमशरैर्निकृत्ताः ॥ ८.८०.४ ॥
Then the great-souled one cut down the arrows coming at him with his golden-feathered shafts; those golden-feathered arrows, cut into two or three pieces by Bhīma's arrows, fell down.
8.80.5
ततो राजन्नागरथाश्वयूनां ।
भीमाहतानां वरराजमध्ये।
घोरो निनादः सुमहानभूत्तदा ।
वज्राहतानामिव पर्वतानाम् ॥ ८.८०.५ ॥
Then, O king, amid the best of kings struck by Bhīma, from the throng of elephants, chariots and horses there arose a dreadful and very great roar, like that of mountains struck by thunderbolts.
8.80.6
ते वध्यमानाश्च नरेन्द्रमुख्या ।
निर्भिद्यन्तो भीमशरप्रवेकैः।
भीमं समन्तात्समरेऽभ्यरोहन् ।
वृक्षं शकुन्ता इव पुष्पहेतोः ॥ ८.८०.६ ॥
Those chief kings, being slain and pierced through by Bhīma's keen piercing arrows, rushed upon Bhīma from all sides in battle, like birds swooping on a tree for its flowers.
8.80.7
ततोऽभियाते तव सैन्ये स भीमः ।
प्रादुश्चक्रे वेगमनन्तवेगः।
यथाऽन्तकाले क्षपयन्दिधक्षु… ।
र्भूतान्तकृत्काल इवात्तदण्डः ॥ ८.८०.७ ॥
When your army had been attacked, Bhīma of endless speed displayed his speed, like Time, the ender of beings, who takes up the staff at the time of death, wishing to burn…
8.80.8
तस्यातिवेगस्य रणेऽतिवेगं ।
नाशक्नुवन्धारयितुं त्वदीयाः।
व्यात्ताननस्यापततो यथैव ।
कालस्य काले हरतः प्रजा वै ॥ ८.८०.८ ॥
In battle your men could not withstand the very great speed of him of great speed, like Time rushing upon them with gaping mouth, carrying off creatures when the time comes.
8.80.9
ततो बलं भारत भारतानां ।
प्रदह्यमानं समरे महात्मना।
भीतं दिशोऽकीर्यत भीमनुन्नं ।
महानिलेनाभ्रगणा यथैव ॥ ८.८०.९ ॥
Then, O Bhārata, the army of the Bhāratas, burning in battle at the hands of the great-souled Bhīma, terrified, was scattered in all directions, like clouds driven by a great wind.
8.80.10
ततो धीमान्सारथिमब्रवीद्बली ।
स भीमसेनः पुनरेव हृष्टः ॥ ८.८०.१० ॥
Then the wise and mighty Bhīmasena, again delighted, spoke to his charioteer.
8.80.11
सूताभिजानीहि परान्स्वकान्वा ।
रथान्ध्वजांश्चापततः समेतान्।
युध्यन्ह्यहं नाभिजानामि किञ्चि… ।
न्मा सैन्यं स्वं छादयिष्ये प्रमत्तः ॥ ८.८०.११ ॥
Charioteer, recognize whether they are enemies or our own men, and the chariots and banners approaching and assembled. I, fighting, recognize nothing at all… lest, heedless, I cover over my own army.
8.80.12
अरीन्विशोकान्हि निरीक्ष्य सर्वतो ।
महांश्च मन्युः पुनरेति मां भृशम्।
राजातुरो नागमद्यत्किरीटी ।
बहूनि दुःखान्यभिचिन्तयामि ॥ ८.८०.१२ ॥
Seeing the enemies on every side, free from grief, my great anger returns again and again to overwhelm me. Because the king was distressed, the diademed one did not go; I brood upon many sorrows.
8.80.13
एतद्दुःखं धारये धर्मराजो ।
यन्मां हित्वा यातवाञ्शत्रुमध्ये।
नैनं जीवं नाभिजानाम्यजीवं ।
बीभत्सुं वा तन्ममाद्यातिदुःखम् ॥ ८.८०.१३ ॥
The king of dharma bears this sorrow: he left me and went into the midst of enemies. I do not know whether he is alive or dead, nor do I know Bībhatsu; today this is most painful to me.
8.80.14
सोऽहं द्विषत्सैन्यमुदग्रकल्पं ।
विनाशयिष्ये परमप्रतीतः।
एतन्निहत्याजिमध्ये समेतं ।
प्रीतो भविष्यामि सह त्वयाद्य ॥ ८.८०.१४ ॥
Therefore I, greatly pleased, will destroy the hostile army, which looks so formidable. Having slain those gathered in the midst of battle, I shall be pleased with you today.
8.80.15
ह्याचक्ष्व मे सारथे क्षिप्रमेव ॥ ८.८०.१५ ॥
Tell me quickly, O charioteer.
8.80.16
सर्वं विदित्वैवमहं वदामि ।
तवार्थसिद्धिप्रदमद्य वीर।
कैकेयकाम्भोजसुराष्ट्रबाह्लिका ।
म्लेच्छाश्च सुह्माः परतङ्कणाश्च। ॥ ८.८०.१६ ॥
Knowing all this, I speak thus, which will grant success to your aim today, O hero: the Kaikeyas, Kāmbojas, Surāṣṭras and Bāhlikas, the barbarians, the Suhmas and the Paratankaṇas.
8.80.17
मद्राश्च वङ्गा मगधाः कुणिन्दा ।
आनर्तकावर्तकाः पार्वतीयाः।
सर्वे गृहीतप्रवरायुधास्त्वां ।
संवेष्ट्य संवेष्ट्य ततो विवेदुः ॥ ८.८०.१७ ॥
The Madras, Vaṅgas, Magadhas, Kuṇindas, Ānartakas, Āvartakas and the mountain peoples, all taking up excellent weapons, encircled you again and again and then attacked.
8.80.18
रथे तवास्मिन्निशिताः सुपीता… ।
स्ततो भल्ला द्वादश वै सहस्राः।
षण्मार्गणानामयुतानि वीर ।
क्षुराश्च भल्लाश्च तथायुताख्याः ॥ ८.८०.१८ ॥
In this chariot of yours, sharp and well-tempered… Then twelve thousand barbed arrows, O hero, ten thousand six-shafted arrows, razor-headed arrows and barbed arrows, and likewise ten thousand called 'ayuta'.
8.80.19
नाराचानां द्वे सहस्रे च वीर ।
त्रीण्येप च प्रदराणां स्म पार्थ।
अस्त्यायुधं पाण्डवेयावशिष्टं ।
न यद्वहेच्छकटं षङ्गवीयम् ॥ ८.८०.१९ ॥
Two thousand nārāca arrows, O hero, and three thousand pradara arrows, O Pārtha. O son of Pāṇḍu, the remaining weapons are such that a cart drawn by six oxen could not carry them.
8.80.20
एतद्विद्वन्मुञ्च सहस्रशोऽपि ।
गदासिबाहुद्रविणं च तेऽस्ति।
प्रासाश्च मुद्रराः शक्तयस्तोमराश्च ।
माभैषीस्त्वं संक्षयादायुधानाम् ॥ ८.८०.२० ॥
O learned one, release these by the thousands; you have a wealth of mace, sword and bow, and there are spears, maces, lances and javelins. Do not fear the exhaustion of weapons.
8.80.21
तन्मे देवाः सकलं साधयन्तु ॥ ८.८०.२१ ॥
May the gods accomplish all of that for me.
8.80.22
सूताद्य मद्बाहुयुतैः समस्ता… ।
न्समाहनद्भिः पार्थिवानाशुवेगैः।
च्छन्नं बाणैराहवं घोररूपं ।
नष्टादित्यं मृत्युलोकेन तुल्यम् ॥ ८.८०.२२ ॥
Charioteer, today, joined with my arms, all… kings, striking them with swift arrows, I will make this terrible battlefield, covered with arrows, like the world of death with the sun gone.
8.80.23
अद्यैतद्यै विदितं पार्थिवानां ।
भविष्यति ह्याकुमारं च सूत।
निमग्नो वा समरे भीमसेन ।
एकः कुरून्वा समरे व्यजैषीत् ॥ ८.८०.२३ ॥
Today this will become known to the kings, even to the boys, charioteer: whether Bhīmasena sinks in battle, or alone conquers the Kurus in war.
8.80.24
सर्वे सङ्ख्ये कुरवो निष्पतन्तु ।
मां वा लोकाः कीर्तयन्त्वाकुमारम्।
सर्वानेकस्तानहं पातयिष्ये ।
ते वा सर्वे भीमसेनं तुदन्तु ॥ ८.८०.२४ ॥
In battle let all the Kurus fall upon me, or let the peoples proclaim my glory down to the boys; I alone will strike them all down, or let them all strike Bhīmasena.
8.80.25
आशास्तारः कर्म चाप्युत्तमं ये ।
तन्मे देवाः सफलं साधयन्तु।
आयातीह केशवसारथी रथी ।
शक्रस्तूर्णं यज्ञ इवोपहूतः ॥ ८.८०.२५ ॥
Let the gods accomplish my supreme deed, as they are sought by those who hope for it. Here comes Keśava as charioteer, and the chariot-warrior swiftly comes like Indra invoked at a sacrifice.
8.80.26
ईक्षस्वैतां भारतीं दीर्यमाणा… ।
मेते कस्माद्विद्रवन्ते नरेन्द्राः।
व्यक्तं धीमान्सव्यसाची नराग्र्यः ।
सैन्यं ह्येतच्छादयत्याशु बाणैः ॥ ८.८०.२६ ॥
Look, this Bhārata army is being torn apart… why are these lords of men fleeing before me? Clearly the wise Savyasācin, foremost of men, Arjuna, swiftly covers this army with arrows.
8.80.27
पश्य ध्वजांश्च द्रवतो विशोक ।
नागान्हयान्पत्तिसङ्घांश्च सङ्ख्ये।
रथान्विकीर्णाञ्शरशक्तिताडिता… ।
न्पश्यस्वैतान्रथिनश्चैव सूत ॥ ८.८०.२७ ॥
Look, Viśoka, at the banners in flight, the elephants, horses and foot-soldier ranks scattered in battle; look at the chariots struck by arrows and spears, and at these charioteers too, O charioteer.
8.80.28
आपूर्यते कौरवी चाप्यभीक्ष्णं ।
सेना ह्यसौ सुभृशं हन्यमाना।
धनञ्जयस्याशनितुल्यवेगै… ।
र्ग्रस्ता शरैः काञ्चनबर्हजालैः ॥ ८.८०.२८ ॥
The Kaurava army is constantly filled up, and that army, greatly struck with the speed of Dhanañjaya's thunderbolt-like force, is seized by a net of arrows with golden feathers… .
8.80.29
एते द्रवन्ति स्म रथाश्वनागाः ।
पदातिसङ्घानतिमर्दयन्तः।
सम्मुह्यमानाः कौरवाः सर्व एव ।
द्रवन्ति नागा इव दाहभीताः ॥ ८.८०.२९ ॥
These chariots, horses and elephants flee, trampling the ranks of foot-soldiers; all the bewildered Kauravas flee like elephants frightened by fire.
8.80.30
हाहाकृताश्चैव रणे विशोक ।
मुञ्चन्ति नादान्विपुलान्गजेन्द्राः ॥ ८.८०.३० ॥
Crying out 'alas' in battle, these great elephants, O Viśoka, release loud cries.
8.80.31
किं भीम नैनं त्वमिहाशृणोषि ।
विस्फारितं गाण्डिवस्यातिघोरम्।
क्रुद्धेन पार्थेन विकृष्यतोऽद्य ।
कच्चिन्नेमौ तव कर्णौ विनष्टौ ॥ ८.८०.३१ ॥
Bhīma, do you not hear here the terrible twang of the Gāṇḍīva bow, drawn today by the angry son of Pṛthā? Have your two ears not been destroyed?
8.80.32
सर्वे कामाः पाण्डव ते समृद्धाः ।
कपिर्ह्यसौ दृश्यते हस्तिसैन्ये।
नीलाद्धनाद्विद्युतमुच्चरन्तीं ।
तथा पश्य विस्फुरन्तीं धनुर्ज्याम् ॥ ८.८०.३२ ॥
Son of Pāṇḍu, all your desires have been fulfilled. That monkey is seen in the elephant-army. Look, just so, at the bowstring quivering and flashing like lightning darting from a dark cloud.
8.80.33
कपिर्ह्यसौ वीक्षते सर्वतो वै ।
ध्वजाग्रमारुह्य धनञ्जयस्य।
वित्रासयन्रि पुसङ्घान्विमर्दे ।
बिभेम्यस्मादात्मनैवाभिवीक्ष्य ॥ ८.८०.३३ ॥
That monkey looks about on all sides. Climbing to the top of Dhanañjaya's banner, it terrifies the hosts of enemies in the crush of battle. Seeing it, I myself am afraid.
8.80.34
विभ्राजते चातिमात्रं किरीटं ।
विचित्रमेतच्च धनञ्जयस्य।
दिवाकराभो मणिरेष दिव्यो ।
विभ्राजते चैव किरीटसंस्थः ॥ ८.८०.३४ ॥
Dhanañjaya's diadem shines exceedingly; how wondrous this is. This divine jewel, bright as the sun, set upon the diadem, shines forth.
8.80.35
पार्श्वे भीमं पाण्डुराभ्रप्रकाशं ।
पश्यस्व सङ्खं देवदत्तं सुघोषम्।
अभीषुहस्तस्य जनार्दनस्य ।
विगाहमानस्य चमूं परेषाम् ॥ ८.८०.३५ ॥
At the side, look at the conch named Devadatta, terrible, shining like a white cloud, of fine sound. Janārdana, with reins in hand, plunges into the army of the enemies.
8.80.36
रविप्रभं वज्रनाभं क्षुरान्तं ।
पार्श्वे स्थितं पश्य जनार्दनस्य।
चक्रं यशोवर्धनं केशवस्य ।
सदार्चितं यदिभिः पश्य वीर ॥ ८.८०.३६ ॥
O hero, look at Janārdana's discus standing at the side, sun-bright, with a hub like a thunderbolt and a razor edge. This discus, which increases the glory of Keśava, is always worshipped.
8.80.37
महाद्विपानां सरलद्रुमोपमाः ।
करा निकृत्ताः प्रपतन्त्यमी क्षुरैः।
किरीटिना तेन पुनः ससादिनः ।
शरैर्निकृत्ताः कुलिशैरिवाद्रयः ॥ ८.८०.३७ ॥
The trunks of the great elephants, like straight trees, are cut off and fall by these razor-headed arrows. Again, by the diadem-wearer, together with their riders, they are cut down by arrows, like mountains split by thunderbolts.
8.80.38
तथैव कृष्णस्य च पाञ्चजन्यं ।
महार्हमेतं द्विजराजवर्णम्।
कौन्तेय पश्योरसि कौस्तुभं च ।
जाज्वल्यमानं विजयां स्रजं च ॥ ८.८०.३८ ॥
Likewise, look at Kṛṣṇa's very precious Pāñcajanya conch, the colour of the moon. O son of Kuntī, look also at the blazing Kaustubha on his chest, and the garland of victory.
8.80.39
ध्रवं रथाग्र्यः समुपैति पार्थो ।
विद्रावयन्सैन्यमिदं परेषाम्।
सिताभ्रवर्णैरसितप्रयुक्तै… ।
र्हयैर्महार्है रथिनां वरिष्ठः ॥ ८.८०.३९ ॥
Surely the foremost of chariot-warriors, Pārtha, is coming, routing this army of the enemies, with his very precious horses, white like clouds, yoked with dark reins, the best of charioteers.
8.80.40
रथान्हयान्पत्तिगणांश्च सायकै… ।
र्विदारितान्पश्य पतन्त्यमी यथा।
तवानुजेनामरराजतेजसा ।
महावनानीव सुपर्णवायुना ॥ ८.८०.४० ॥
Look, the chariots, horses and bands of foot-soldiers, torn by arrows, are falling, as great forests are felled by the wind of Suparṇa, through the splendour of the king of the gods, by your younger brother.
8.80.41
चतुः शतान्पश्य रथानिमान्हतान् ।
सवाजिसूतान्समरे किरीटिना।
महेषुभिः सप्तशतानि दन्तिनां ।
पदातिसादींश्च रथाननेकशः ॥ ८.८०.४१ ॥
Look, in battle, by the diadem-wearer, these four hundred chariots have been slain with their horses and charioteers; by great arrows, seven hundred elephants, foot-soldiers and riders, and chariots in many numbers.
8.80.42
अयं समभ्येति तवान्तिकं बली ।
निघ्नन्कुरूंश्चित्र इव ग्रहोऽर्जुनः।
समृद्धकामोऽसि हतास्तवाहिता ।
बलं तवायुश्च चिराय वर्धताम् ॥ ८.८०.४२ ॥
This mighty Arjuna is coming near you, striking down the Kurus like a wondrous planet. Your desires are fulfilled, your enemies are slain. May your strength and life increase for a long time.
8.80.43
ददानि ते ग्रामवरांश्चतुर्दश ।
प्रियाख्याने सारथे सुप्रसन्नः।
दासीशतं चापि रथांश्च विंशतिं ।
यदर्जुनं वेदयसे विशोक ॥ ८.८०.४३ ॥
Charioteer, I am very pleased with you for bringing this joyful news. I will give you fourteen excellent villages, a hundred maidservants, and twenty chariots, since you are announcing Arjuna, O Viśoka.