manual SHOBNMK

11023

11023001 gAndhAry uvAca

11023001a eSa zalyo hatazH zete sAkSAn nakulamAtulaH
'gAndhArI said, ‘There lies zalya, the maternal uncle himself of nakula, slain in battle,

11023001c dharmajJena satA tAta dharmarAjena saMyuge
O sire, by the pious and virtuous yudhiSThira!

11023002a yas tvayA spardhate nityaM sarvatra puruSarSabha
He used everywhere, O bull among men, to boast of his equality with thee!

11023002c sa eSa nihatazH zete madrarAjo mahArathaH
That mighty car-warrior, the ruler of the madras, now lieth, deprived of life.

11023003a yena saGMgRhNatA tAta ratham Adhirather yudhi
When he accepted the drivership of karNa's car in battle,

11023003c jayArthamM pANDuputrANAnM tathA tejovadhaH kRtaH
he sought to damp the energy of karNa for giving victory to the sons of pANDu!

11023004a aho dhik pazya zalyasya pUrNacandrasudarzanam
Alas, alas, behold the smooth face of zalya, beautiful as the moon,

11023004c mukhamM padmapalAzAkSaM vaDair AdaSTam avraNam
and adorned with eyes resembling the petals of the lotus, eaten away by crows!

11023005a eSA cAmIkarAbhasya taptakAJcanasaprabhA
There, the tongue of that king, of the complexion of heated gold,

11023005c AsyAd vinisHsRtA jihvA bhakSyate kRSNa pakSibhiH
rolling out of his mouth, is, O kRSNa, being eaten away by carnivorous birds!

11023006a yudhiSThireNa nihataM zalyaM samitizobhanam
Around the body of that king, that ornament of assemblies, deprived of life by yudhiSThira,

11023006c rudantyaH paryupAsante madrarAjakulastriyaH
the ladies of the royal house of madra, uttering loud wails of woe, are sitting.

11023007a etAsH susUkSmavasanA madrarAjanM nararSabham

11023007c krozanty abhisamAsAdya kSatriyAH kSatriyarSabham

11023008a zalyanM nipatitanM nAryaH parivAryAbhitaH sthitAH

11023008c vAzitA gRSTayaH paGke parimagnam iva rSabham
Those ladies are sitting around that fallen hero like a herd of she-elephants in their season around their leader sunk in a slough.

11023009a zalyaM zaraNadaM zUramM pazyainaM rathasattamam
Behold the brave zalya, that giver of protection, that foremost of car-warriors,

11023009c zayAnaM vIrazayane zarair vizakalIkRtam
stretched on the bed of heroes, his body mangled with shafts.

11023010a eSa zailAlayo rAjA bhagadattaH pratApavAn
There, king bhagadatta of great prowess, the ruler of a mountainous kingdom,

11023010c gajAGkuzadharazH zreSThazH zete bhuvi nipAtitaH
the foremost of all wielders of the elephant-hook, lieth on the ground, deprived of life.

11023011a yasya rukmamayI mAlA zirasy eSA virAjate
Behold the garland of gold that he still wears on his head, looketh resplendent.

11023011c zvApadair bhakSyamANasya zobhayantIva mUrdhajAn
Though the body is being eaten away by beasts of prey, that garland still adorns the fair locks on his head.

11023012a etena kila pArthasya yuddham AsIt sudAruNam
Fierce was the battle that took place between this king and pArtha,

11023012c lomaharSaNam atyugraM zakrasya balinA yathA
making the very hair stand on end, like that between zakra and the asura vRtra.

11023013a yodhayitvA mahAbAhur eSa pArthanM dhanaJMjayam
This mighty-armed one, having fought dhanaJjaya, the son of pRthA,

11023013c saMzayaGM gamayitvA ca kuntIputreNa pAtitaH
and having reduced him to great straits, was at last slain by his antagonist.

11023014a yasya nAsti samo loke zaurye vIrye ca kaz cana
He who had no equal on earth in heroism and energy,

11023014c sa eSa nihatazH zete bhISmo bhISmakRd Ahave
that achiever of terrible feats in battle, bhISma, lieth there, deprived of life.

11023015a pazya zAnMtanavaGM kRSNa zayAnaM sUryavarcasam
Behold the son of zantanu, O kRSNa, that warrior of solar effulgence, stretched on the earth,

11023015c yugAnta iva kAlena pAtitaM sUryam ambarAt
like the Sun himself fallen from the firmament at the end of the yuga.

11023016a eSa taptvA raNe zatrUJ zastratApena vIryavAn
Having scorched his foes with the fire of his weapons in battle,

11023016c narasUryo 'stam abhyeti sUryo 'stam iva kezava
that valiant warrior, that Sun among men, O kezava, hath set like the real Sun at evening.

11023017a zaratalpagataM vIranM dharme devApinA samam
Behold that hero, O kRSNa, who in knowledge of duty was equal to devApi himself,

11023017c zayAnaM vIrazayane pazya zUraniSevite
now lying on a bed of arrows, so worthy of heroes.

11023018a karNinAlIkanArAcair AstIrya zayanottamam
Having spread his excellent bed of barbed and unbarbed arrows,

11023018c Avizya zete bhagavAn skandazH zaravaNaM yathA
that hero lieth on it like skanda on zaravaNa.

11023019a atUlapUrNaGM gAGgeyas tribhir bANaisH samanvitam
Indeed, the son of gaGgA lieth, resting his head on that excellent pillow, consisting of three arrows,

11023019c upadhAyopadhAnAgryanM dattaGM gANDIvadhanvanA
--becoming complement of his bed--given him by the wielder of the gANDIva.

atUla
upadhAna
upadhAya
vaDais