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संजय उवाच
भीमसेनस्य राधेयः श्रुत्वा ज्यातलनिस्वनम् ॥
नामृष्यत यथा मत्तो गजः प्रतिगजस्वनम् ॥
अपक्रम्य स भीमस्य मुहूर्तं शरगोचरात् ॥
तव चाधिरथिर् दृष्ट्वा स्यन्दनेभ्यश् च्युतान् सुतान् ॥
भीमसेनेन निहतान् विमना दुःखितो ऽभवत् ॥
निःश्वसन् दीर्घम् उष्णं च पुनः पाण्डवम् अभ्ययात् ॥
saṃjaya uvāca
bhīmasenasya rādheyaḥ śrutvā jyātalanisvanam ||
nāmṛṣyata yathā matto gajaḥ pratigajasvanam ||
apakramya sa bhīmasya muhūrtaṃ śaragocarāt ||
tava cādhirathir dṛṣṭvā syandanebhyaś cyutān sutān ||
bhīmasenena nihatān vimanā duḥkhito 'bhavat ||
niḥśvasan dīrgham uṣṇaṃ ca punaḥ pāṇḍavam abhyayāt ||
Radheya, hearing the twang of Bhimasena's bowstring and the clap of his palm, could not bear it, like a furious elephant enraged at the roar of a rival elephant. Withdrawing for a moment from the range of Bhima's arrows, and seeing your sons, fallen from their chariots, slain by Bhimasena, the son of Adhiratha grew downcast and sorrowful; sighing long and hot, he advanced once more toward the Pandava.
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Karna grieves for the fallen, yet returns to the fight all the same — sorrow does not turn him from the very deed that gave it birth. It is telling that the mere twang of Bhima's bowstring, like the roar of a herd-leader, is more than a rival can bear: pride will not endure a challenge, even when reason counsels retreat. The verse teaches that grief which does not change one's course bears no fruit; one who mourns a death and in the same breath walks toward it only multiplies the very thing he mourns.