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ततो वामेन कौन्तेयः पीडयित्वा शरासनम् ॥
मुष्टिना पाण्डवो राजन् दृढेन सुपरिष्कृतम् ॥
मनुष्यसमतां ज्ञात्वा सप्त संधाय सायकान् ॥
तेभ्यो व्यसृजद् आयस्तः सूर्यरश्मिनिभान् प्रभुः ॥
निरस्यन्न् इव देहेभ्यस् तनयानाम् असूंस् तव ॥
भीमसेनो महाराज पूर्ववैरम् अनुस्मरन् ॥
tato vāmena kaunteyaḥ pīḍayitvā śarāsanam ||
muṣṭinā pāṇḍavo rājan dṛḍhena supariṣkṛtam ||
manuṣyasamatāṃ jñātvā sapta saṃdhāya sāyakān ||
tebhyo vyasṛjad āyastaḥ sūryaraśminibhān prabhuḥ ||
nirasyann iva dehebhyas tanayānām asūṃs tava ||
bhīmaseno mahārāja pūrvavairam anusmaran ||
Then, gripping his splendidly adorned bow firm in his left hand with a strong fist, the Pandava Kaunteya, O king, recognizing that they were mere mortal men like any others, fitted seven arrows and, having drawn taut, loosed them, resembling rays of the sun — as if driving the life out of the bodies of your sons, the mighty Bhimasena, O great king, remembering the old enmity.
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Bhima, realizing that the seven are but mortal men, nocks seven arrows at once: it is sober calculation, not blind fury, that guides his hand. It is telling that the text says 'pūrvavairam anusmaran' — he remembers the old enmity: behind the blow stands the whole account of past wrongs. The verse teaches that a grievance held in memory, joined with cold composure, is more terrible than any outburst; one who strikes with clear knowledge both of the foe and of the tally of wrongs strikes without missing.