कृते रणे कथं पार्थ ज्वलनार्कविषोपमम् ॥
भीमं द्रोणशिरश्छेदे प्रशस्यं न प्रशंससि ॥
यो ऽसौ ममैव नान्यस्य बान्धवान् युधि जघ्निवान् ॥
छित्त्वापि तस्य मूर्धानं नैवास्मि विगतज्वरः ॥
तच् च मे कृन्तते मर्म यन् न तस्य शिरो मया ॥
निषादविषये क्षिप्तं जयद्रथशिरो यथा ॥
kṛte raṇe kathaṃ pārtha jvalanārkaviṣopamam ||
bhīmaṃ droṇaśiraśchede praśasyaṃ na praśaṃsasi ||
yo 'sau mamaiva nānyasya bāndhavān yudhi jaghnivān ||
chittvāpi tasya mūrdhānaṃ naivāsmi vigatajvaraḥ ||
tac ca me kṛntate marma yan na tasya śiro mayā ||
niṣādaviṣaye kṣiptaṃ jayadrathaśiro yathā ||
"When the battle is over, Partha, why do you not praise what is praiseworthy -- terrible as fire, sun, and poison -- in the cutting off of Drona's head? He who slew my own kinsmen in battle, and no one else's -- even having cut off his head, I am still not free of my burning wrath. And this rends my inmost being, that his head was not cast by me into the land of the Nishadas, as the head of Jayadratha was."
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Vengeance has not satisfied Dhrishtadyumna: having cut off the head, he still burns, and regrets not having desecrated it further. His admission that he is "still not free of the fever" is telling -- retribution does not extinguish fury but only reveals its bottomlessness. This verse shows that vengeance brings no peace, for desire only grows with satisfaction; one who thought to quench wrath with blood finds the thirst only deepened -- such is the bondage of passion, which knows no limit.