स्मरामि तानि सर्वाणि बाल्ये वृत्तानि यानि नौ ॥
तानि सर्वाणि जीर्णानि सांप्रतं नौ रणाजिरे ॥
किम् अन्यत् क्रोधलोभाभ्यां युध्यामि त्वाद्य सात्वत ॥
तं तथावादिनं राजन् सात्यकिः प्रत्यभाषत ॥
प्रहसन् विशिखांस् तीक्ष्णान् उद्यम्य परमास्त्रवित् ॥
नेयं सभा राजपुत्र न चाचार्यनिवेशनम् ॥
यत्र क्रीडितम् अस्माभिस् तदा राजन् समागतैः ॥
smarāmi tāni sarvāṇi bālye vṛttāni yāni nau ||
tāni sarvāṇi jīrṇāni sāṃprataṃ nau raṇājire ||
kim anyat krodhalobhābhyāṃ yudhyāmi tvādya sātvata ||
taṃ tathāvādinaṃ rājan sātyakiḥ pratyabhāṣata ||
prahasan viśikhāṃs tīkṣṇān udyamya paramāstravit ||
neyaṃ sabhā rājaputra na cācāryaniveśanam ||
yatra krīḍitam asmābhis tadā rājan samāgataiḥ ||
'I remember all that was ours in childhood; all that has grown old — now ours is the field of battle. What else, but out of wrath and greed, do I fight with you now, O Satvata?' To him, thus speaking, O king, Satyaki replied, smiling, raising sharp arrows, master of the highest weapons: 'This is not the assembly, O prince, nor the teacher's house, where we played then, O king, having come together as children.'
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Satyaki soberly cuts short the lament: 'this is not the assembly, nor the teacher's house' — the battlefield is no place for memories. It is telling that he does not deny the friendship but separates it from the duty of the hour. The verse teaches that there is a time for friendship and a time for duty: on the field of battle sentiment has no place, and a warrior, remembering the past, still carries out his own; for to mix the past with present duty would betray both — memory and obligation alike.