तद् अद्भुतं तयोर् युद्धं भूतसंघा ह्य् अपूजयन् ॥
क्षत्रियाश् च महाराज ये चान्ये तत्र सैनिकाः ॥
अवश्यं समरे द्रोणो धृष्टद्युम्नेन संगतः ॥
वशम् एष्यति नो राज्ञः पाञ्चाला इति चुक्रुशुः ॥
द्रोणस् तु त्वरितो युद्धे धृष्टद्युम्नस्य सारथेः ॥
शिरः प्रच्यावयाम् आस फलं पक्वं तरोर् इव ॥
ततस् ते प्रद्रुता वाहा राजंस् तस्य महात्मनः ॥
तेषु प्रद्रवमाणेषु पाञ्चालान् सृञ्जयांस् तथा ॥
व्यद्रावयद् रणे द्रोणस् तत्र तत्र पराक्रमी ॥
विजित्य पाण्डुपाञ्चालान् भारद्वाजः प्रतापवान् ॥
स्वं व्यूहं पुनर् आस्थाय स्थिरो ऽभवद् अरिंदमः ॥
न चैनं पाण्डवा युद्धे जेतुम् उत्सहिरे प्रभो ॥
tad adbhutaṃ tayor yuddhaṃ bhūtasaṃghā hy apūjayan ||
kṣatriyāś ca mahārāja ye cānye tatra sainikāḥ ||
avaśyaṃ samare droṇo dhṛṣṭadyumnena saṃgataḥ ||
vaśam eṣyati no rājñaḥ pāñcālā iti cukruśuḥ ||
droṇas tu tvarito yuddhe dhṛṣṭadyumnasya sāratheḥ ||
śiraḥ pracyāvayām āsa phalaṃ pakvaṃ taror iva ||
tatas te pradrutā vāhā rājaṃs tasya mahātmanaḥ ||
teṣu pradravamāṇeṣu pāñcālān sṛñjayāṃs tathā ||
vyadrāvayad raṇe droṇas tatra tatra parākramī ||
vijitya pāṇḍupāñcālān bhāradvājaḥ pratāpavān ||
svaṃ vyūhaṃ punar āsthāya sthiro 'bhavad ariṃdamaḥ ||
na cainaṃ pāṇḍavā yuddhe jetum utsahire prabho ||
That wondrous battle between the two the hosts of beings praised, and the kshatriyas, O great king, and whatever other soldiers were there. "Surely Drona, having met Dhrishtadyumna in battle, will fall into the power of our king" -- so the Panchalas cried out. But Drona, swift in the fight, struck off the head of Dhrishtadyumna's charioteer like a ripe fruit falling from a tree. When those horses fled, Drona put the Panchalas and the Srinjayas to flight in the battle, here and there, the valorous one. Having vanquished the Pandavas and Panchalas, the valiant son of Bharadvaja, taking his stand again in his own array, grew steadfast, the subduer of foes.
f1c90d5952c3 · publicado 19 jul 2026, 16:08:02 UTC
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The Panchalas rush to proclaim Drona doomed -- but he strikes off their charioteer's head and again puts them to flight. It is telling that premature triumph is deceived. The verse teaches that victory should not be declared before its hour: Drona's foreordained fall at Dhrishtadyumna's hand will come to pass in its own time, not at an impatient shout -- and whoever buries an enemy before the time is himself put to shame, for the outcome lies in the higher order, not in human impatience.