पराक्रमस् ते कौन्तेय शक्रस्येव शचीपतेः ॥
न चातिवर्तसे धर्मं वेलाम् इव महोदधिः ॥
न पूजयेत् त्वा को ऽन्वद्य यत् त्रयोदशवार्षिकम् ॥
अमर्षं पृष्ठतः कृत्वा धर्मम् एवाभिकाङ्क्षसे ॥
दिष्ट्या तात मनस् ते ऽद्य स्वधर्मम् अनुवर्तते ॥
आनृशंस्ये च ते दिष्ट्या बुद्धिः सततम् अच्युत ॥
parākramas te kaunteya śakrasyeva śacīpateḥ ||
na cātivartase dharmaṃ velām iva mahodadhiḥ ||
na pūjayet tvā ko 'nvadya yat trayodaśavārṣikam ||
amarṣaṃ pṛṣṭhataḥ kṛtvā dharmam evābhikāṅkṣase ||
diṣṭyā tāta manas te 'dya svadharmam anuvartate ||
ānṛśaṃsye ca te diṣṭyā buddhiḥ satatam acyuta ||
"Your valor, Kaunteya, is like that of Shakra, lord of Shachi; and you do not transgress dharma, as the great ocean does not overstep its shore. Who would not honor you now -- since, having set behind you the grievance of thirteen years, you desire only dharma? Fortunately, dear one, your mind today follows its own dharma; and fortunately your intellect is always turned toward gentleness, O unshaken one."
1d8551f20a1a · प्रकाशित 19 जुल॰ 2026, 5:08:17 pm UTC
उपलब्ध भाषाएँRUENश्लोक बदलें इन कुंजियों से
Bhima's praise is barbed: he lauds Arjuna's "gentleness" precisely when the field is strewn with the slain. It is telling that he recalls the thirteen years of grievance -- Draupadi's insult, the exile: beneath this irony lies a reproach for forgetting what the war was fought for. The verse teaches that untimely righteousness can turn into ingratitude toward those who suffered the wrong; Bhima's stinging praise is a call not to betray the memory of trampled justice for the sake of a belated scruple.