संजय उवाच
सायाह्ने न्यपतद् भूमौ धार्तराष्ट्रान् विषादयन् ॥
पाञ्चालानां ददद् धर्षं कुरुवृद्धः पितामहः ॥
स शेते शरतल्पस्थो मेदिनीम् अस्पृशंस् तदा ॥
भीष्मो रथात् प्रपतितः प्रच्युतो धरणीतले ॥
हा हेति तुमुलः शब्दो भूतानां समपद्यत ॥
सीमावृक्षे निपतिते कुरूणां समितिक्षये ॥
उभयोः सेनयो राजन् क्षत्रियान् भयम् आविशत् ॥
भीष्मं शंतनवं दृष्ट्वा विशीर्णकवचध्वजम् ॥
कुरवः पर्यवर्तन्त पाण्डवाश् च विशां पते ॥
खं तमोवृतम् आसीच् च नासीद् भानुमतः प्रभा ॥
ररास पृथिवी चैव भीष्मे शांतनवे हते ॥
अयं ब्रह्मविदां श्रेष्ठो अयं ब्रह्मविदां गतिः ॥
इत्य् अभाषन्त भूतानि शयानं भरतर्षभम् ॥
अयं पितरम् आज्ञाय कामार्तं शंतनुं पुरा ॥
ऊर्ध्वरेतसम् आत्मानं चकार पुरुषर्षभः ॥
इति स्म शरतल्पस्थं भरतानाम् अमध्यमम् ॥
ऋषयः पर्यधावन्त सहिताः सिद्धचारणैः ॥
हते शांतनवे भीष्मे भरतानां पितामहे ॥
न किं चित् प्रत्यपद्यन्त पुत्रास् तव च भारत ॥
विवर्णवदनाश् चासन् गतश्रीकाश् च भारत ॥
अतिष्ठन् व्रीडिताश् चैव ह्रिया युक्ता ह्य् अधोमुखाः ॥
पाण्डवाश् च जयं लब्ध्वा संग्रामशिरसि स्थिताः ॥
सर्वे दध्मुर् महाशङ्खान् हेमजालपरिष्कृतान् ॥
भृशं तूर्यनिनादेषु वाद्यमानेषु चानघ ॥
अपश्याम रणे राजन् भीमसेनं महाबलम् ॥
आक्रीडमानं कौन्तेयं हर्षेण महता युतम् ॥
निहत्य समरे शत्रून् महाबलसमन्वितान् ॥
संमोहश् चापि तुमुलः कुरूणाम् अभवत् तदा ॥
कर्णदुर्योधनौ चापि निःश्वसेतां मुहुर् मुहुः ॥
तथा निपतिते भीष्मे कौरवाणां धुरंधरे ॥
हाहाकारम् अभूत् सर्वं निर्मर्यादम् अवर्तत ॥
saṃjaya uvāca
sāyāhne nyapatad bhūmau dhārtarāṣṭrān viṣādayan ||
pāñcālānāṃ dadad dharṣaṃ kuruvṛddhaḥ pitāmahaḥ ||
sa śete śaratalpastho medinīm aspṛśaṃs tadā ||
bhīṣmo rathāt prapatitaḥ pracyuto dharaṇītale ||
hā heti tumulaḥ śabdo bhūtānāṃ samapadyata ||
sīmāvṛkṣe nipatite kurūṇāṃ samitikṣaye ||
ubhayoḥ senayo rājan kṣatriyān bhayam āviśat ||
bhīṣmaṃ śaṃtanavaṃ dṛṣṭvā viśīrṇakavacadhvajam ||
kuravaḥ paryavartanta pāṇḍavāś ca viśāṃ pate ||
khaṃ tamovṛtam āsīc ca nāsīd bhānumataḥ prabhā ||
rarāsa pṛthivī caiva bhīṣme śāṃtanave hate ||
ayaṃ brahmavidāṃ śreṣṭho ayaṃ brahmavidāṃ gatiḥ ||
ity abhāṣanta bhūtāni śayānaṃ bharatarṣabham ||
ayaṃ pitaram ājñāya kāmārtaṃ śaṃtanuṃ purā ||
ūrdhvaretasam ātmānaṃ cakāra puruṣarṣabhaḥ ||
iti sma śaratalpasthaṃ bharatānām amadhyamam ||
ṛṣayaḥ paryadhāvanta sahitāḥ siddhacāraṇaiḥ ||
hate śāṃtanave bhīṣme bharatānāṃ pitāmahe ||
na kiṃ cit pratyapadyanta putrās tava ca bhārata ||
vivarṇavadanāś cāsan gataśrīkāś ca bhārata ||
atiṣṭhan vrīḍitāś caiva hriyā yuktā hy adhomukhāḥ ||
pāṇḍavāś ca jayaṃ labdhvā saṃgrāmaśirasi sthitāḥ ||
sarve dadhmur mahāśaṅkhān hemajālapariṣkṛtān ||
bhṛśaṃ tūryaninādeṣu vādyamāneṣu cānagha ||
apaśyāma raṇe rājan bhīmasenaṃ mahābalam ||
ākrīḍamānaṃ kaunteyaṃ harṣeṇa mahatā yutam ||
nihatya samare śatrūn mahābalasamanvitān ||
saṃmohaś cāpi tumulaḥ kurūṇām abhavat tadā ||
karṇaduryodhanau cāpi niḥśvasetāṃ muhur muhuḥ ||
tathā nipatite bhīṣme kauravāṇāṃ dhuraṃdhare ||
hāhākāram abhūt sarvaṃ nirmaryādam avartata ||
Sanjaya said: "In the evening the elder of the Kurus, the grandsire, fell to the ground, plunging the sons of Dhritarashtra into grief and bringing joy to the Panchalas. Bhishma, hurled down from his chariot onto the ground, lay upon a bed of arrows, not touching the earth even then. When this boundary tree of the Kurus fell in the ruin of the battle, a tumultuous cry arose among all beings: 'Ha! Ha!' O king, fear entered the hearts of the kshatriyas in both armies when they saw Bhishma, son of Shantanu, with his armor and banner shattered. The Kurus turned back, and so did the Pandavas, O lord of the people. The sky was covered in darkness, the sun's radiance vanished, and the earth roared when Bhishma, son of Shantanu, fell. 'He is the best of the knowers of Brahman; he is the path for those who know Brahman' - so said the beings of the resting bull among the Bharatas. 'Having once understood the wish of his father Shantanu, who was tormented by desire, he made himself celibate' - so said the rishis, who circled around the foremost of the Bharatas as he lay on his bed of arrows, together with the siddhas and charanas. When Bhishma, son of Shantanu, the grandsire of the Bharatas, fell, your sons, O Bharata, did not know what to do. They stood pale-faced, bereft of splendor, ashamed, overcome with shame, their faces lowered. The Pandavas, having gained victory and standing at the forefront of the battle, all blew their great conches adorned with golden netting. Amid the loud blaring of trumpets and music, we saw on the battlefield the mighty Bhimasena, son of Kunti, filled with great joy and exulting. He had slain mighty enemies in battle. Then a tumultuous confusion seized the Kurus. Karna and Duryodhana sighed again and again when Bhishma, who bore the burden of the Kauravas, fell. Everywhere arose the cry of 'ha, ha,' and everything fell into disorder."
db78b8ef509e · प्रकाशित 17 जुल॰ 2026, 10:03:51 pm UTC
उपलब्ध भाषाएँRUENश्लोक बदलें इन कुंजियों से
Sanjaya emphasizes the twofold nature of the moment: for the Pandavas it is victory, for the Kurus the collapse of their support. Yet even amid rejoicing and grief, Bhishma is at once described as a knower of Brahman, whose fall surpasses an ordinary death in war.