Mahabharata
Jayadratha-vadha-parva (duryodhana-parākrama): The Valor of Duryodhana7.128.15–17
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Mahabharata · 7.128.15–17
Devanāgarī

मध्यंदिनगतं सूर्यं प्रतपन्तं गभस्तिभिः ॥
तथा तव सुतं मध्ये प्रतपन्तं शरोर्मिभिः ॥
न शेकुर् भारतं युद्धे पाण्डवाः समवेक्षितुम् ॥
पलायने कृतोत्साहा निरुत्साहा द्विषज्जये ॥
पर्यधावन्त पाञ्चाला वध्यमाना महात्मना ॥
रुक्मपुङ्खैः प्रसन्नाग्रैस् तव पुत्रेण धन्विना ॥
अर्द्यमानाः शरैस् तूर्णं न्यपतन् पाण्डुसैनिकाः ॥

Transliteration (IAST)

madhyaṃdinagataṃ sūryaṃ pratapantaṃ gabhastibhiḥ ||
tathā tava sutaṃ madhye pratapantaṃ śarormibhiḥ ||
na śekur bhārataṃ yuddhe pāṇḍavāḥ samavekṣitum ||
palāyane kṛtotsāhā nirutsāhā dviṣajjaye ||
paryadhāvanta pāñcālā vadhyamānā mahātmanā ||
rukmapuṅkhaiḥ prasannāgrais tava putreṇa dhanvinā ||
ardyamānāḥ śarais tūrṇaṃ nyapatan pāṇḍusainikāḥ ||

Word-by-word
SanskritIASTMeaning
मध्यंदिनगतम् सूर्यम्madhyaṃdinagatam sūryamthe sun that has reached midday; the sun having reached midday
प्रतपन्तम् गभस्तिभिःpratapantam gabhastibhiḥblazing with its rays; blazing with its rays
तथा तव सुतम् मध्येtathā tava sutam madhyeso too your son in the midst; so too your son, in the midst [of battle]
प्रतपन्तम् शरोर्मिभिःpratapantam śarormibhiḥblazing with waves of arrows; blazing with waves of arrows
न शेकुः भारतम् युद्धेna śekuḥ bhāratam yuddhecould not on Bharata in battle; could not on Bharata in battle
पाण्डवाः समवेक्षितुम्pāṇḍavāḥ samavekṣitumthe Pandavas gaze; the Pandavas gaze
पलायने कृतोत्साहाःpalāyane kṛtotsāhāḥinclined to flight; inclined to flight
निरुत्साहाः द्विषज्जयेnirutsāhāḥ dviṣajjayewithout hope in vanquishing the foe; without hope of vanquishing the foe
पर्यधावन्त पाञ्चालाःparyadhāvanta pāñcālāḥthe Panchalas scattered in flight; the Panchalas scattered in flight
वध्यमानाः महात्मनाvadhyamānāḥ mahātmanābeing slain by the great-souled one; being slain by the great-souled one
रुक्मपुङ्खैः प्रसन्नाग्रैःrukmapuṅkhaiḥ prasannāgraiḥwith gold-feathered, bright-tipped [arrows]; with gold-feathered arrows, bright-tipped
तव पुत्रेण धन्विनाtava putreṇa dhanvināby your son, the bowman; by your bowman son
Translation

Like the sun at midday, blazing with its rays - so too your son, in the midst of battle blazing with waves of arrows, whom the Pandavas, inclined to flight and without hope of vanquishing the foe, could not even gaze upon in battle. The Panchalas scattered in flight, being slain by the great-souled one, by your bowman son with gold-feathered, bright-tipped arrows.

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