द्रुपद उवाच
अकृतेयं तव प्रज्ञा ब्रह्मन् नातिसमञ्जसी ॥
यन् मां ब्रवीषि प्रसभं सखा ते ऽहम् इति द्विज ॥
न हि राज्ञाम् उदीर्णानाम् एवं भूतैर् नरैः क्व चित् ॥
सख्यं भवति मन्दात्मञ् श्रिया हीनैर् धनच्युतैः ॥
सौहृदान्य् अपि जीर्यन्ते कालेन परिजीर्यताम् ॥
सौहृदं मे त्वया ह्य् आसीत् पूर्वं सामर्थ्यबन्धनम् ॥
न सख्यम् अजरं लोके जातु दृश्येत कर्हि चित् ॥
कामो वैनं विहरति क्रोधश् चैनं प्रवृश्चति ॥
drupada uvāca
akṛteyaṃ tava prajñā brahman nātisamañjasī ||
yan māṃ bravīṣi prasabhaṃ sakhā te 'ham iti dvija ||
na hi rājñām udīrṇānām evaṃ bhūtair naraiḥ kva cit ||
sakhyaṃ bhavati mandātmañ śriyā hīnair dhanacyutaiḥ ||
sauhṛdāny api jīryante kālena parijīryatām ||
sauhṛdaṃ me tvayā hy āsīt pūrvaṃ sāmarthyabandhanam ||
na sakhyam ajaraṃ loke jātu dṛśyeta karhi cit ||
kāmo vainaṃ viharati krodhaś cainaṃ pravṛścati ||
Drupada said: "Uncultivated is this wisdom of yours, O brahmin, and not altogether fitting, in that you boldly say to me, 'I am your friend,' O twice-born. For among kings who have risen high, there is never friendship with such men -- bereft of fortune, fallen from wealth, O dull-witted one. And friendly bonds too grow old with time; our friendship was bound before only by equality of ability. Never in the world is there to be seen an unaging friendship: desire carries it away, and anger cuts it down."
36df3915798a · 发布于 2026年7月12日 16:53:32 UTC
可用语言RUEN用方向键翻颂
Here Drupada sets out a cold, worldly philosophy of friendship. Its essence is telling: for Drupada, friendship rests only on equality and advantage, and so inevitably grows old. Here is the truth about worldly (laukika) friendship: self-interested, changeable, perishing from passion and anger -- but for that very reason it is not true friendship. Genuine friendship is selfless and imperishable, for it is rooted not in wealth but in love and dharma -- such was the friendship of Krishna with the poor Sudama, or with Arjuna. It is telling that Drupada, in denying an "unaging friendship," exposes only his own: he himself is capable only of a friendship of advantage. Thus through Drupada's mouth the text reveals not a truth about friendship but the poverty of a heart that knows no higher friendship -- and it is this very poverty that will breed enmity.