किरीटं सूर्यसंकाशं यस्य मूर्धन्यशोभत। वेणीविकृतकेशान्तः सोऽयमद्य धनंजयः ।। 92
He whose crown, shining like the sun, once adorned his head—he is now Dhananjaya, with his hair bound at the end in a braid.
यस्मिन्नस्त्राणि दिव्यानि समस्तानि महात्मनि । आधारः सर्वविद्यानां यो धारयति कुण्डले ।। 93
He in whom all the divine weapons abide, the great-souled one, the very foundation of all knowledge, who wears the earrings.
यं वै राजसहस्राणि तेजसाऽप्रतिमं भुवि । समरे नातिवर्तन्ते वेलामिव महोर्मयः ।। 94
Him, whom thousands of kings on earth, unmatched in brilliance, cannot surpass in battle, just as mighty waves cannot cross the shore.
सोयं राज्ञो विराटस्य कन्यानां नर्तको युवा। आस्ते वेषप्रतिच्छन्नः कन्यानां परिचारकः ।। 95
That very youth, now a dancer among King Virata’s maidens, sits concealed in disguise, serving among the princesses.
यस्य स्म रथनिर्घोषात्समकम्पत मेदिनी। सपर्वतवनाकाशा सहस्थावरजङ्गमा ।। 96
At whose chariot’s roar, the earth would tremble, along with its mountains, forests, sky, and all creatures, both moving and unmoving.
यस्मिञ्जाते महेष्वासे कुन्त्याः प्रीतिरवर्धत। न स शोचति मामद्य भीमसेन तवानुजः ।। 97
At whose birth, the mighty archer, Kunti’s joy increased—he, Bhimasena’s younger brother, does not grieve for me today.
विभूषितमलंकारैः कुण्डलैः परिपातुकैः। कम्बुपाणिमथायान्तं दृष्ट्वा सीदति मे मनः ।। 98
Seeing him adorned with ornaments, earrings, and bracelets, approaching with conch-shaped hands, my heart sinks.
वेणीविकृतकेशान्तं भीमधन्वानमर्जुनम्। कन्यापरिवृतं दृष्ट्वा शोकं गच्छति मे मनः ।। 99
Seeing Arjuna, the mighty archer, his hair tied in a braid, surrounded by maidens, my heart is filled with sorrow.
यदा ह्येनं परिवृतं कन्याभिर्देवरूपिणम्। प्रच्छन्नमिव मातङ्गं परिपूर्णं करेणुभिः ।। 100
Whenever I see him, godlike in form, surrounded by maidens, hidden like an elephant among she-elephants, my heart is troubled.
मात्स्यं पार्थं च गायन्तं विराटं समुपस्थितम्। पश्यामि तूर्यमध्यस्थं दृष्ट्वा मुह्यति मे मनः ।। 101
When I see Partha, the Matsya bard, standing before Virata, singing amidst the music, my mind is bewildered.
नूनमार्या न जानाति कृच्छ्रं प्राप्तं धनंजयम्। अजातशत्रुं कौरव्यं मग्नं द्युर्द्यूतदेविनम् ।। 102
Surely the noble lady does not know the hardship Dhananjaya has endured—the Kaurava, unconquered in battle, plunged into the game of dice.
ऐन्द्रवारुणवायव्यब्रह्माग्नेयैः सवैष्णवैः । अग्नीन्संतर्पयन्पार्थः सर्वशत्रुनिबर्हणः। दिव्यैरस्त्रैरमेयात्मा सर्वांश्चैकरथोऽजयत् ।। 103
Partha, destroyer of all foes, satisfied the fires with offerings of Indra, Varuna, Vayu, Brahma, Agni, and Vishnu weapons; with divine missiles, immeasurable in spirit, he conquered all with his single chariot.
कौबेरं वैष्णवं शैवमस्त्राण्यन्यानि भारत। दर्शयन्नस्त्रवीर्यं च वासुदेवसहायवान् ।। 104
Displaying the Kubera, Vishnu, Shiva, and other weapons, showing the might of his arms, aided by Vasudeva.
दिव्यं गान्धर्वमस्त्रं च वायव्यमथ वैष्णवम्। ब्राह्मं पाशुपतं चैव स्थूणाकर्णं च दर्शयन् ।। 105
He revealed the divine Gandharva, Vayu, Vishnu, Brahma, Pashupata, and Sthunakarna weapons.
पौलोमान्कालकेयांश्च इन्द्रशत्रून्महाबलान्। निवातकवचैः सार्धं घोरानेकरथोऽजयत्। सोन्तःपुरगतः पार्थः कूपेऽग्निरिव संवृतः ।। 106
He, Partha, with a single chariot, defeated the mighty Paulomas, Kalakeyas, Indra’s enemies, and the fierce Nivatakavachas; hidden in the inner chambers, like fire concealed in a well.
यो वै महातपः कुर्वन्महाबलपराक्रमः । युद्धेन तोषयामास शंकरं शूलपाणिनम् ।। 107
He, performing great austerity and possessing immense strength and valor, pleased Shankara, the wielder of the trident, through battle.
कन्यापुरगतं दृष्ट्वा गोष्ठेष्विव महावृषम्। स्त्रीवेषविकृतं पार्थं कुन्तीं गच्छति मे मनः ।। 108
Seeing Partha, disguised in women’s attire, among the maidens’ quarters, like a great bull among cows, my heart turns to Kunti.
यः स्त्रीभिर्नित्यसंपन्नो रूपेणास्त्रेण मेधया । सोऽश्वबन्धो विराटस्य पश्य कालस्य पर्ययम् ।। 109
He who was always surrounded by women, endowed with beauty, weapons, and wisdom—now see, by the turn of fate, he is Virata’s horse-keeper.
राजकन्याश्च वेश्याश्च विशां दुहितरश्च याः। सर्वाः सारयुता नार्यो दामग्रन्थिवशं गताः । प्रेष्यकर्मणि तं दृष्ट्वा शोचामि विलपामि च ।। 120
Royal maidens, courtesans, and daughters of the people—all these women, adorned with jewelry, are bound by the ties of servitude. Seeing them engaged in menial tasks, I grieve and lament.
विराटमुपतिष्ठन्तं दर्शयन्तं च वाजिनम्। अभ्यकीर्यन्त बृन्दानि दामग्रन्थिमुदीक्षितुम् । विनयन्तं जवेनाश्वान्धर्मराजस्य पश्यतः ।। 111
Crowds gathered to behold the knot of the horse's reins, as Virata stood by, displaying the steed. They watched him restrain the horses with speed, while Dharma's king looked on.
किंनु मां मन्यसे पार्थ सुखितेति परन्तप। तथा दृष्ट्वा यवीयांसं सहदेवं युधांपतिम् ।। 112
O Partha, scorcher of foes, do you think I am happy? Seeing Sahadeva, the younger lord of warriors, thus, how could I be?
तं दृष्ट्वा गोषु गोसङ्ख्यं वत्सचर्मक्षितीशयम्। दुःखशोकपरीताङ्गी पाण्डुभूताऽस्मि पाण्डव ।। 113
Seeing him among the cattle, counting the cows, seated on a calf's hide, my body is overcome with sorrow and pain, O Pandava—I am pale as a Pandava.
सहदेवस्य वृत्तानि चिन्तयन्ती पुनःपुनः । न पश्यामि महाभाग सहदेवस्य दुःष्कृतम्। यस्मादेवंविधं क्लेशं प्राप्नुयात्सत्यविक्रमः ।। 114
Thinking again and again of Sahadeva's condition, O illustrious one, I see no fault in Sahadeva, for what reason should a man of truth and valor suffer such hardship?
दूयामि भरतश्रेष्ठ दृष्ट्वा ते भ्रातरं प्रियम्। गोषु गोवृषसंकाशं मात्स्येनापि निवेशितम् ।। 115
O best of Bharatas, I am distressed seeing your beloved brother among the cows, resembling a bull, placed there by Matsya.
संरब्धतररक्ताक्षं गोपालानां पुरोगमम्। विराटमभिनन्दन्तं वित्ते मे भवति ज्वरः ।। 116
When I see him, leader of the cowherds, with eyes reddened in anger, honored by Virata, fever arises in my heart.
सहदेवं हि मे नित्यं वीरमार्या प्रशंसति। महाभिजनसंपन्नो नीतिमान्कुलवानपि ।। 117
Arya always praises Sahadeva to me as a hero, noble-born, wise, and of good lineage.
हीनिषेवो ह्यनवमो धार्मिकश्च प्रियश्च मे। स तेऽरण्येषु वोढव्यः पाञ्चालि रजनीष्वपि ।। 118
He is of humble service, without pride, righteous and dear to me. You must bear him, O Panchali, even in the forests and through the nights.
सुकुमारश्च शूरश्च राजानं चाप्यनुव्रतः। ज्येष्ठापचायिनं वीरं स्वयं पाञ्चालि भोजयेः ।। 119
Gentle and brave, devoted to the king, he honors his elder brother. O Panchali, you yourself should serve this hero.
इत्युवाच हि मां कुन्ती रुदती पुत्रगृद्धिनी। प्रव्रजन्तं महारण्यं तं परिष्वज्य तिष्ठती ।। 120
Thus, Kunti, weeping and longing for her son, spoke to me, embracing him as he stood ready to depart for the great forest.
तं दृष्ट्वा गोषु गोपालवेषमास्थाय धिष्ठितम्। सहदेवं युधांश्रेष्ठं किंनु जीवामि पाण्डवः ।। 121
Seeing Sahadeva, the foremost of warriors, standing among the cows, dressed as a cowherd, O Pandava, how do I continue to live?