ततो बले भृशलुलिते निशामुखे; सुपूजितो नृपवृषभैर् वृकोदरः ॥
महाबलः कमलविबुद्धलोचनो; युधिष्ठिरं नृपतिम् अपूजयद् बली ॥
ततो यमौ द्रुपदविराटकेकया; युधिष्ठिरश् चापि परां मुदं ययुः ॥
वृकोदरं भृशम् अभिपूजयंश् च ते; यथान्धके प्रतिनिहते हरं सुराः ॥
ततः सुतास् तव वरुणात्मजोपमा; रुषान्विताः सह गुरुणा महात्मना ॥
वृकोदरं सरथपदातिकुञ्जरा; युयुत्सवो भृशम् अभिपर्यवारयन् ॥
ततो ऽभवत् तिमिरघनैर् इवावृतं; महाभये भयदम् अतीव दारुणम् ॥
निशामुखे बडवृकगृध्रमोदनं; महात्मनां नृपवरयुद्धम् अद्भुतम् ॥
tato bale bhṛśalulite niśāmukhe; supūjito nṛpavṛṣabhair vṛkodaraḥ ||
mahābalaḥ kamalavibuddhalocano; yudhiṣṭhiraṃ nṛpatim apūjayad balī ||
tato yamau drupadavirāṭakekayā; yudhiṣṭhiraś cāpi parāṃ mudaṃ yayuḥ ||
vṛkodaraṃ bhṛśam abhipūjayaṃś ca te; yathāndhake pratinihate haraṃ surāḥ ||
tataḥ sutās tava varuṇātmajopamā; ruṣānvitāḥ saha guruṇā mahātmanā ||
vṛkodaraṃ sarathapadātikuñjarā; yuyutsavo bhṛśam abhiparyavārayan ||
tato 'bhavat timiraghanair ivāvṛtaṃ; mahābhaye bhayadam atīva dāruṇam ||
niśāmukhe baḍavṛkagṛdhramodanaṃ; mahātmanāṃ nṛpavarayuddham adbhutam ||
Then, when the army was greatly shaken at the start of night, Vrikodara, well-honored by the bull-like kings, of great strength, with eyes like an opened lotus, the mighty one, honored King Yudhishthira. Then the twins, Drupada, Virata, the Kekayas, and Yudhishthira too came to the highest joy, and they greatly honored Vrikodara, as the gods honored Hara at the slaying of Andhaka. Then your sons, resembling the son of Varuna, filled with wrath, together with the great-souled teacher, tightly surrounded Vrikodara — with chariots, infantry, and elephants — eager for battle. Then it became as if covered by dense darkness, in great terror, terror-giving, exceedingly dreadful — at the start of night, a feast for crows, wolves, and vultures — the wondrous battle of the best of kings, the great-souled ones.
baeb6d74ad42 · प्रकाशित 19 जुल॰ 2026, 4:31:38 pm UTC
उपलब्ध भाषाएँRUENश्लोक बदलें इन कुंजियों से
Bhima, honored by his brothers as the gods once honored Shiva after the slaying of Andhaka, himself first honors Yudhishthira: reverence for one's elder outweighs the glory of the deed. It is telling that the chapter ends with the image of "a feast for crows and wolves": behind every triumph stands a field of the dead. The verse teaches that the valiant attribute their praise to the head of their house, not claiming it for themselves; and that war, however "wondrous," in the end is only food for scavengers — the bitter outcome of all martial greatness.