ततः परमसंक्रुद्धः कृतवर्मा तम् अब्रवीत् ॥
निर्दिशन्न् इव सावज्ञं तदा सव्येन पाणिना ॥
भूरिश्रवाश् छिन्नबाहुर् युद्धे प्रायगतस् त्वया ॥
वधेन सुनृशंसेन कथं वीरेण पातितः ॥
इति तस्य वचः श्रुत्वा केशवः परवीरहा ॥
तिर्यक् सरोषया दृष्ट्या वीक्षां चक्रे स मन्युमान् ॥
मणिः स्यमन्तकश् चैव यः स सत्राजितो ऽभवत् ॥
तां कथां स्मारयाम् आस सात्यकिर् मधुसूदनम् ॥
तच् छ्रुत्वा केशवस्याङ्कम् अगमद् रुदती तदा ॥
सत्यभामा प्रकुपिता कोपयन्ती जनार्दनम् ॥
tataḥ paramasaṃkruddhaḥ kṛtavarmā tam abravīt ||
nirdiśann iva sāvajñaṃ tadā savyena pāṇinā ||
bhūriśravāś chinnabāhur yuddhe prāyagatas tvayā ||
vadhena sunṛśaṃsena kathaṃ vīreṇa pātitaḥ ||
iti tasya vacaḥ śrutvā keśavaḥ paravīrahā ||
tiryak saroṣayā dṛṣṭyā vīkṣāṃ cakre sa manyumān ||
maṇiḥ syamantakaś caiva yaḥ sa satrājito 'bhavat ||
tāṃ kathāṃ smārayām āsa sātyakir madhusūdanam ||
tac chrutvā keśavasyāṅkam agamad rudatī tadā ||
satyabhāmā prakupitā kopayantī janārdanam ||
Then exceedingly enraged, Kṛtavarmā spoke to him, pointing contemptuously with his left hand: "Bhūriśravas, his arm already severed, had resorted to a fast unto death in battle — how was he then struck down by you, who call yourself a hero, by so cruel a killing?" Hearing those words, Keśava, slayer of enemy heroes, gazed sidelong with a wrathful eye, filled with indignation. And Sātyaki recalled to Madhusūdana the tale of the Syamantaka gem that had belonged to Satrājit. Hearing this, Satyabhāmā then came weeping onto the lap of Keśava, enraged, inflaming Janārdana.
bdb45ff76b2e · 发布于 2026年6月21日 01:15:00 UTC
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The quarrel spreads by the law of mutual accusation: Kṛtavarmā throws back at Sātyaki his own dishonorable killing of the unarmed Bhūriśravas, and both accusers prove equally guilty. Intoxication and anger thus reveal that in this strife there are no innocents — each man remembers another's sin while forgetting his own. Even Satyabhāmā, weeping, inflames Krishna with an old grievance over the stolen gem. Mutual recriminations in enmity are fruitless, for the one who exposes another's evil is himself not without fault, and accusation begets only counter-accusation; the instigation of anger, even from a supposed injury, pours oil on the fire of discord, whereas peace is preserved not by settling scores but by forgiveness — and of forgiveness the intoxicated hearts had none.