यद्येवमहमज्ञास्यमशक्तान्रक्षणे मम। सूनोः पाण्डवपाञ्चालानगोप्स्यं तं महारणे
If I had known that you were powerless to protect my son, the Pandavas and Panchalas, I would not have entrusted him to you in the great battle.
कथं च वो रथस्यानां शरवर्षाणि मुञ्चताम्। नीतोऽभिमन्युर्निधनं कदर्थीकृत्य वः परैः
How, while you were releasing volleys of arrows from your chariots, was Abhimanyu led to his death, humiliated by your enemies?
अहो वः पौरुषं नास्ति न च वोऽस्ति पराक्रमः। यत्राभिमन्युः समरे पश्यतां वो निपातितः
Alas, you have no valor, nor any prowess, since Abhimanyu was struck down in battle before your very eyes.
आत्मानमेव गर्हेयं यदहं वै सुदुर्बलान्। युष्मानाज्ञाय निर्यातो भीरूनकृतनिश्चयान्
I should blame myself, for I went forth, not knowing you were so weak, fearful, and indecisive.
आहोस्विद्भूषणार्थाय वर्मशस्त्रायुधानि वः। वाचस्तु वक्तुं संसत्सु मम पुत्रमरक्षताम्
Or perhaps your armor, weapons, and arms are only for ornament, and your words in assemblies are merely for speaking, since you did not protect my son.
एवमुक्त्वा ततो वाक्यमतिष्ठद्वै वरासिमान्। न स्माशक्यत बीभत्सुः केनचित्प्रसमीक्षितुम्
Having spoken thus, the mighty wielder of the best swords stood silent; none could bear to look upon Arjuna.
तमन्तकमिव क्रुद्धं निःश्वसन्तं मुहुर्मुहुः। `महेन्द्रमिव तिष्ठन्तं वज्रोद्यतमहाभुजम्'। पुत्रशोकाभिसन्तप्तमश्रुपूर्णमुखं तदा
Like Death himself, enraged and breathing heavily again and again, like Mahendra standing with thunderbolt raised, his face full of tears, scorched by grief for his son.
न भाषितुं शक्नुवन्ति द्रष्टुं वा सुहृदोऽर्जुनम्। अन्यत्र वासुदेवाद्वा ज्येष्ठाद्वा पाण्डुनन्दनात्
His friends could neither speak to Arjuna nor even look at him, except for Vasudeva or the eldest son of Pandu.
सर्वास्ववस्थासु हितावर्जुनस्य मनोनुगौ। बहुमानात्प्रियत्वाच्च तावेनं वक्तमर्हतः
In all circumstances, those devoted to Arjuna, out of respect and affection, alone were fit to address him.
ततस्तं पुत्रशोकेन भृशं पीडितमानसम्। राजीवलोचनं क्रुद्धं राजा वचनमब्रवीत्
Then the king spoke to him, whose mind was deeply afflicted by grief for his son, whose eyes were like lotuses, and who was enraged.
विषण्णवदनाः सर्वे परिवार्य धनञ्जयम्। नेत्रैरनिमिषैर्दीनाः प्रत्यवैक्षन्परस्परम्
All, with faces downcast, surrounded Dhananjaya, gazing at one another with unblinking, sorrowful eyes.
प्रतिलभ्य ततः संज्ञां वासविः क्रोधमूर्च्छितः। कम्पमानो ज्वरेणेव निःश्वसंश्च मुहुर्मुहुः
Regaining consciousness, Vasavi, overcome with anger, trembled as if with fever, and breathed heavily again and again.
पाणिं पाणौ विनिष्पिष्य दन्तान्कटकटाय्य च। `त्रिशिखां भ्रुकुटीं कृत्वा क्रोधसंरक्तलोचनः'। उन्मत्त इव विप्रेक्षन्निदं वचनमब्रवीत्
Clenching his hand in his palm, grinding his teeth, furrowing his brow in three lines, his eyes reddened with rage, he looked around like a madman and spoke these words.
सत्यं वः प्रतिजानामि श्वोऽस्मि हन्ताऽजयद्रथम्। न चेद्वधभयाद्भीतो धार्तराष्ट्रान्प्रहास्यति
I swear to you in truth: tomorrow I will slay Jayadratha, unless, out of fear of death, he flees from the Dhartarashtras.
न चास्माञ्शरणं गच्छेत्कृष्णं वा पुरुषोत्तमम्। भवन्तं वा महाराज श्वोऽस्मि हन्ता जयद्रथम्
If he does not seek refuge with Krishna, the supreme man, or with you, great king, tomorrow I will slay Jayadratha.
धार्तराष्ट्रप्रियकरं मयि विस्मृतसौहृदम्। पापं बालवधे हेतुं श्वोऽस्मि हन्ता जयद्रथम्
He who has pleased the Dhartarashtras, forgotten friendship with me, and caused the sinful killing of a child—tomorrow I will slay Jayadratha.
रक्षमाणाश्च तं सङ्ख्ये ये मां योत्स्यन्ति केचन। अपि द्रोणकृपौ राजञ्छादयिष्यामि ताञ्छरैः
And whoever tries to protect him in battle and fights against me, even Drona or Kripa, O king, I will cover them with arrows.
यद्येतदेवं सङ्ग्रामे न कुर्यां पुरुषर्षभाः। मा स्म पुण्यकृतां लोकान्प्राप्नुयां शूरसम्मतान्
If, in this battle, the foremost men do not act thus, may I not attain the worlds of the virtuous or those honored by heroes.
ये लोका मातृहन्तॄणां ये चापि पितृघातिनाम्। गुरुदारगतानां ये पिशुनानां च ये सदा
The worlds attained by those who kill their mothers, those who slay their fathers, those who violate their teacher’s wife, and those who are always slanderers—
साधूनसूयतां ये च ये चापि परिवादिनाम्। ये च निक्षेपहन्तॄणां ये च विश्वासघातिनाम्
Those who are envious of the virtuous, those who are habitual disputers, those who betray entrusted deposits, and those who break trust—
भुक्तपूर्वां स्त्रियं ये च निन्दतामघशंसिनाम्। ब्रह्मघ्नानां च ये लोका ये च गोघातिनामपि
Those who revile women who have been previously enjoyed, those who speak ill of the virtuous, the worlds of brahmin-killers, and also those of cow-slayers—
पायसं वा यवान्नं वा शाकं कृसरमेव वा। संयावापूपमांसानि ये च लोका वृथाश्नताम्। तानन्हायाधिगच्छेयं न चेद्धन्यां जयद्रथम्
The worlds of those who eat, without cause, milk, barley food, vegetables, porridge, flour cakes, and meat—may I attain those worlds if I do not defeat Jayadratha.
वेदाध्यायिनमत्यर्थं संशितं वा द्विजोत्तमम्। अवमन्यमानो यान्याति वृद्धान्साधून्गुरूंस्तथा
He who disrespects a learned and resolute twice-born, or who disregards elders, the virtuous, and teachers—
स्पृशतो ब्राह्मणं गां च पादेनाग्निं च या भवेत्। याऽप्सु श्लेष्म पुरीषं च मूत्रं वा मुञ्चतां गतिः। तां गच्छेयं गतिं कष्टां न चेद्धन्यां जयद्रथम्
The fate of one who touches a brahmin, a cow, or fire with his foot, or who passes phlegm, excrement, or urine into water—may I attain that harsh fate if I do not defeat Jayadratha.
नग्नस्य स्नायमानस्य या च वन्ध्याऽतिथेर्गतिः। उत्कोचिनां मृषोक्तीनां वञ्चकानां च या गतिः
The fate of a naked man bathing, of a barren woman, of a guest who is not honored, of thieves, of liars, and of deceivers—
आत्मापहारिणां या च या च मिथ्याभिशंसिनाम्। भृत्यैः सन्दृश्यमानानां पुत्रदाराश्रितैस्तथा
The fate of those who destroy themselves, of those who falsely accuse, and of those who are seen by their servants, sons, wives, or dependents—
असंविभज्य क्षुद्राणां या गतिर्मिष्टमश्नताम्। तां गच्छेयं गतिं घोरां न चेद्धन्यां जयद्रथम्
The dreadful fate of those who eat delicious food without sharing it with the needy—may I attain that fate if I do not defeat Jayadratha.
संश्रितं चापि यस्त्यक्त्वा साधुं तद्वचने रतम्। न बिभर्ति नृसंसात्मा निन्दते चोपकारिणम्
He who abandons a virtuous person who has sought refuge and delights in his words, who does not support him, who is cruel-hearted, or who reviles a benefactor—
अर्हते प्रातिवेश्याय श्राद्धं यो न ददाति च। अनर्हेभ्यश्च यो दद्याद्वृषलीपतये तथा
He who does not offer the ancestral rite to a worthy neighbor, or who gives it to the unworthy, or to the husband of a low-born woman—
मद्यपो भिन्नमर्यादः कृतघ्नो भर्तृनिन्दकः। तेषां गतिमियां क्षिप्रं न चेद्धान्यां जयद्रथम्
The fate of a drunkard, one who violates boundaries, an ingrate, or one who reviles his master—may I quickly attain their fate if I do not defeat Jayadratha.