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

तस्योत्सङ्गे निपतितं शिरस् तच् चारुकुण्डलम् ॥
वृद्धक्षत्रस्य नृपतेर् अलक्षितम् अरिंदम ॥
कृतजप्यस्य तस्याथ वृद्धक्षत्रस्य धीमतः ॥
उत्तिष्ठतस् तत् सहसा शिरो ऽगच्छद् धरातलम् ॥
ततस् तस्य नरेन्द्रस्य पुत्रमूर्धनि भूतलम् ॥
गते तस्यापि शतधा मूर्धागच्छद् अरिंदम ॥

Transliteration (IAST)

tasyotsaṅge nipatitaṃ śiras tac cārukuṇḍalam ||
vṛddhakṣatrasya nṛpater alakṣitam ariṃdama ||
kṛtajapyasya tasyātha vṛddhakṣatrasya dhīmataḥ ||
uttiṣṭhatas tat sahasā śiro 'gacchad dharātalam ||
tatas tasya narendrasya putramūrdhani bhūtalam ||
gate tasyāpi śatadhā mūrdhāgacchad ariṃdama ||

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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