Mahabharata
Jayadratha-vadha-parva (jayadratha-vadha): The Death of Jayadratha7.121.37–39
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Mahabharata · 7.121.37–39

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स्योत्सङ्गे नितितं शिरस् तच् चारुकुण्डलम्
वृद्धक्षत्रस्य नृतेर् क्षितम् रिं
कृप्यस्य स्या वृद्धक्षत्रस्य धीतः
त्तिष्ठतस् तत् सा शिरो ऽच्छद् रालम्
तस् स्य रेन्द्रस्य पुत्रमूर्धनि भूलम्
ते स्यापि धा मूर्धाच्छद् रिं

Transliteration (IAST)

tasyotsaṅge nipatitaṃ śiras tac cārukuṇḍalam ||
vṛddhakṣatrasya nṛpater alakṣitam ariṃdama ||
kṛtajapyasya tasyātha vṛddhakṣatrasya dhīmataḥ ||
uttiṣṭhatas tat saha śiro 'gacchad dhatalam ||
tatas tasya narendrasya putrardhani bhūtalam ||
gate tasyāpi śatadhā rdhāgacchad ariṃdama ||

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Word-by-word
SanskritIASTMeaning
तस्य उत्सङ्गे निपतितम्tasya utsaṅge nipatitam[into] his lap, fallen; fallen into his lap
शिरः तत् चारुकुण्डलम्śiraḥ tat cārukuṇḍalamthat head, [with] beautiful earrings; that head, with beautiful earrings
वृद्धक्षत्रस्य नृपतेःvṛddhakṣatrasya nṛpateḥof Vriddhakshatra, the king; of king Vriddhakshatra
अलक्षितम् अरिंदमalakṣitam ariṃdamaunnoticed, o tamer of foes; unnoticed, o queller of foes
कृतजप्यस्य तस्य अथkṛtajapyasya tasya atha[of] him who had finished the prayer, then; then of him, who had completed the prayer
वृद्धक्षत्रस्य धीमतःvṛddhakṣatrasya dhīmataḥof Vriddhakshatra the wise; of the wise Vriddhakshatra
उत्तिष्ठतः तत् सहसाuttiṣṭhataḥ tat sahasā[of him] rising, it suddenly; as he was rising, it suddenly
शिरः अगच्छत् धरातलम्śiraḥ agacchat dharātalamthe head went [to] the ground; the head rolled to the ground
ततः तस्य नरेन्द्रस्यtataḥ tasya narendrasyathen [of] that lord of men; then of that lord of men
पुत्रमूर्धनि भूतलम्putramūrdhani bhūtalam[at] the son's head [falling] to the ground; when the son's head [fell] to the ground
गते तस्य अपि शतधाgate tasya api śatadhā[at its] going, his too a hundredfold; his own too into a hundred [pieces]
मूर्धा अगच्छत् अरिंदमmūrdhā agacchat ariṃdamahead split apart, tamer of foes; head split apart, o queller of foes
Translation

That head, with its beautiful earrings, fell into his lap unnoticed, O queller of foes, that of King Vriddhakshatra. Then, as he — the wise Vriddhakshatra, having finished his prayer — rose to his feet, that head suddenly rolled to the ground. Then, O lord of men, the moment his son's head fell to the earth, his own head, too, split apart into a hundred pieces, O queller of foes.

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