देवनामिव ते सर्वं वाचि बद्धं न संशयः। स दीन इव दुर्धर्ष कस्माच्छोचसि पुत्रक
Everything is yours, as if you were among the gods; there is no doubt about it. Yet, though you are formidable, you appear dejected—why do you grieve, my son?
मात्रा पित्रा च पुत्रस्य यद्वै कार्यं परं स्मृतम्। प्राप्तस्त्वमसि तत्तात निखिलां नः कुलश्रियम्
Whatever is considered the highest duty of a mother and father toward their son, you have attained, dear one, along with all the glory of our lineage.
उपस्थितः सर्वकामैस्त्रिदिवे वासवो यथा। विविधैरन्नपानैश्च प्रवरैः किं नु शोचसि
You are surrounded by every pleasure, like Indra in heaven, with the finest foods and drinks—so why do you grieve?
निरुक्तं निगमं छन्दः षडङ्गान्यस्त्रशास्त्रवान्। अधीती कृतविद्यस्त्वं दशव्याकरणैः कृपात्
You have studied etymology, scripture, meter, the six limbs, and the science of weapons; you are learned, accomplished in knowledge, and skilled in the ten grammars, through Kripa.
हलायुधात्कृपाद्द्रोणादस्त्रविद्यामधीतवान्। भ्राताज्येष्ठः स्थितो राज्ये किमु शोचसि पुत्रक
You have learned the science of weapons from Halayudha, Kripa, and Drona; your elder brother holds the kingdom—so why do you grieve, my son?
पृथग्जनैरलभ्यं यदशनाच्छादनं बहु। प्रभुः सन्भुञ्जसे पुत्र संस्तुतः सूतमागधैः
You enjoy abundant food and clothing, which are unattainable for ordinary people; you are master, praised by bards and heralds.
तस्य ते विदितप्रज्ञ शोकमूलमिदं कथम्। लोकेस्मिञ्ज्येष्ठभागन्यस्तन्ममाचक्ष्व पृच्छतः
Your wisdom is well known—so what is the root of this sorrow, in a world where you have the highest share? Tell me, as I ask.
तस्य तद्वचनं श्रुत्वा मन्दः क्रोधवशानुगः। पितरं प्रत्युवाचेदं स्वमतिं सम्प्रकाशयन्
Hearing these words, he, slow-witted and driven by anger, replied to his father, revealing his own thoughts.
अश्नाम्याच्छादये चाहं यथा कुपुरुषस्तथा। अमर्षं धारये चोग्रं निनीषुः कालपर्ययम्
I eat and dress as a wicked man does; I bear intense resentment, wishing for the end of time.
अमर्षणः स्वाः प्रकृतीरभिभूय परं स्थितः। क्लेशान्मुमुक्षुः परजान्स वै पुरुष उच्यते
One who, overcoming his own nature, stands firm without resentment, desiring release from suffering and knowing others—he is called a man.
सन्तोषो वै श्रियं हन्ति ह्यभिमानं च भारत। अनुक्रोशभये चोभे यैर्वृतो नाश्नुते महत्
Contentment destroys prosperity and pride, O Bharata; both compassion and fear, when possessed, prevent one from attaining greatness.
न मां प्रीणाति मद्भुक्तं श्रियं दृष्ट्वा युधिष्ठेरे। अतिज्वलन्तीं कौन्तेये विवर्णकरणीं मम
I am not pleased by what I eat, nor by the wealth I see with Yudhishthira; the burning of the Kaunteya causes my pallor.
नृद्व्यतोत्मानं हीयमानं निशाम्य च। अदृश्यामपि कौन्तेय श्रियं पश्यन्निवोद्यताम्
Seeing the decline of our own people, and even the unseen prosperity of the Kaunteya, as if it is rising, I am distressed.
तस्मादहं विवर्णश्च दीनश्च हरिमः कृशः। अष्टाशीतिसहस्राणि स्नातका गृहमेधिनः
Therefore I am pale, dejected, yellowish, and thin; eighty-four thousand householders and graduates...
त्रिंशद्दासीक एकैको यान्बिभर्ति युधिष्ठिरः। दशान्यानि सहस्राणि यतीनामूर्ध्वरेतसाम्। भुञ्जते रुक्मपात्रीभिर्युधिष्ठिरनिवेशने
Each one of Yudhishthira’s thirty serving women supports ten thousand ascetics of restrained celibacy, who are fed in Yudhishthira’s residence with golden vessels.
कदलीमृगमोकानि कृष्णश्यामारुणानि च। काम्भोजः प्राहिणोत्तस्मै परार्ध्यानपि कम्बलान्। गजयोषिद्गवाश्वस्य शतशोऽथ सहस्रशः
The king of the Kambojas sent him the finest blankets—made of kadali, mṛga, and mokā fibers, in black, dark, and red colors—by the hundreds and thousands, along with female elephants, cows, and horses.
शतं चोष्ट्रवामीनां शतानि विचरन्त्युत। राजन्या बलिमादाय समेता हि नृपक्षये
A hundred herds of camels and hundreds more wander about; the assembled kings, having brought tribute, are gathered at the royal sacrifice.
पृथग्विधानि रत्नान पार्थिवाः पृथिवीपते। आहरन्क्रतुमुख्येऽस्मिन्कुन्तीपुत्राय भूरिशः
O lord of the earth, the kings brought many kinds of jewels in abundance for the son of Kunti at this chief of sacrifices.
न क्वचिद्धि मया तादृग्दृष्टपूर्वो न च श्रुतः। यादृग्धनागमो यज्ञे पाण्डुपुत्रस्य धीमतः
Never before have I seen or heard of such a flow of wealth as was gathered at the sacrifice of the wise son of Pandu.
असत्यं चेदिदं सर्वं सञ्जयं प्रष्टुमर्हसि'। अपर्यन्तं धनौघं तं दृष्ट्वा शत्रोरहं नृप। शर्म नैवाभिगच्छामि चिन्तयानो विशाम्पते
If all this is untrue, you should ask Sanjaya; seeing that endless flood of the enemy’s wealth, O king, I find no peace, my mind troubled.
ब्रह्मणा वाटधानाश्च गोमन्तः शतसङ्घशः। त्रिखर्वं बलिमादाय द्वारि तिष्ठन्ति वारिताः
Brahmins with matted hair and herds of cows by the hundreds, having brought tribute of three krores, stand waiting at the gates, restrained.
कमण्डलूनुपादाय जातरूपमयाञ्शुभान्। त्रैखर्वाः प्रतिवेद्यास्मै लेभिरेऽथ प्रवेशनम्
Having brought pure golden water pots, three krores of them, and having reported to him, they were then admitted.
यथैव मधु शक्राय धारयन्त्यमरस्त्रियटः। तदस्मै कांस्यमाहार्षीद्वारुणं कलशोदधिः
Just as the wives of the gods pour out honey for Shakra, so did the ocean, in the form of a golden vessel, offer Varuna’s liquor to him.
शङ्खप्रवरमादाय वासुदेवोऽभिषिक्तवान्। शक्यं रुक्मसहस्रस्य बहुरत्नविभूषितम्
Vasudeva, taking the foremost conch, anointed him with a thousand golden coins, adorned with many jewels.
दृष्ट्वा च मम तत्सर्वं ज्वररूपमिवाभवत्। गृहीत्वा तत्तु गच्छन्ति समुद्रौ पूर्वदक्षिणौ
Seeing all that, I was overcome as if by fever; and those who had taken it departed to the eastern and southern oceans.
तथैव पश्चिमं यान्ति गृहीत्वा भरतर्षभ। त्तरं तु न गच्छन्ति विना तात पतत्रिणः। तत्र गत्वाऽर्जुनो दण्डमाजहारामितं धनम्
In the same way, they go to the western ocean, O bull of the Bharatas, but to the north they do not go, except for the birds; there Arjuna went and brought back immense wealth with his staff.
कृतां बैन्दुसरै रत्नैर्मयेन स्फाटिकच्छदाम्। अपश्यं नलिनीं पूर्णामुदकस्येव भारत
I saw a lake, full like the ocean, made by Maya with gems and covered with crystal, shining with lunar rays.
उत्कर्षन्तं च वासश्च प्राहसन्मां वृकोदरः। किङ्कराश्च सभापाला जहसुर्भरतर्षभ
Vrikodara laughed at me as I lifted my garment, and the attendants and guards of the assembly also laughed, O bull of the Bharatas.
पित्रोरर्थे विशेषेण प्रावृण्वं तत्र जीवितम्। तत्र त्म यदि शक्तः स्यां घातयेयं वृकोदरम्
For the sake of my parents, I especially endured life there; if I had the power, I would have killed Vrikodara there.
सपत्नेनापहासो हि स मां दहति भारत
For the mockery by my rival burns me, O Bharata.