Garuda Purana

उखैः काकैर्बकोलूकैस्तीक्ष्णतुण्डैर्वितुद्यते । मनुजानां हितं दानमन्ते वैतरणी खग ॥ २,५.

He is torn by crows, cranes, and owls with sharp beaks. The gift given by men at the end is beneficial in crossing Vaitarani, O bird.

दत्ता पापं दहेत्सर्वं मम लोकन्तु सा नयेत् । मप्तमे मासि सम्प्राप्ते पुरं बह्वापदं मृतः ॥ २,५.

The gift burns up all sin and leads me to the world beyond. When the month is complete, the dead man reaches the city of many dangers.

व्रजेत्तु सोदकं भुक्त्वा पिण्डं वै सप्तमासिकम् । व्रजन्नेवं विलपते परिघाहतिपीडितः ॥ २,५.

Having eaten the rice-ball with water offered for the seventh month, he proceeds, lamenting in this way, afflicted by the blows of iron bars.

न दत्तं न हुतं तप्तं न स्नातं न कृतं हितम् । यादृशं चरितं कर्म मूढात्मन् भुङ्क्ष्व तादृशम् ॥ २,५.

No gift was given, no offering made, no penance performed, no bathing done, no good deed accomplished. Whatever actions you have done, deluded soul, you must now experience their results.

मास्यष्टमे दुः खदे तु परे भुक्त्वाथ सोदकम् । पिण्डं प्रयात्सयौ तार्क्ष्य नानाक्रन्दपुरं ततः ॥ २,५.

In the eighth month, after suffering and eating the rice-ball with water, he proceeds, O Tārkṣya, to the City of Many Cries.

प्रयाणे च प्रवदते मुसलाघातपीडितः । क्व जायाचटुलैश्चाटुपटुभिर्वचनैर्मम ॥ २,५.

On the journey, afflicted by blows from pestles, he says: 'Where is my wife with her sweet and clever words?'

भोजनं भल्लभल्लीभिर्मुसलैश्च क्व मारणम् । नवमे मासि दत्तं वै नानाक्रन्दपुरे ततः ॥ २,५.

'Where is food, where is death by clubs and pestles?' In the ninth month, the offering is made, and then he reaches the City of Many Cries.

पिण्डमश्राति करुणं नानाक्रन्दान् करोत्यपि । दशमे मासि दत्तं वै सुतप्तभवनं ततः ॥ २,५.

He cries out for food with compassion, making various lamentations; in the tenth month, the offering given becomes a well-heated dwelling for him.

सरन्नेवं विलपते हलाहतिहतः पथि । क्व सूनुपेशलकरैः पादसंवाहनं मम ॥ २,५.

As he goes along, struck down by the weapon of death on the path, he laments: 'Where is the gentle massage of my feet by the skillful hands of my son?'

क्व दूतवज्रप्रतिमकैर्मत्पदकर्षणम् । दशमे मासि पिण्डादि तत्र भुक्त्वा प्रसर्पति ॥ २,५.

'Where is the drawing of my feet by messengers whose hands were like thunderbolts?' Having partaken of the offerings in the tenth month, he proceeds from there.

मासे चैकादशे पूर्णे पुरं रौद्रं स गच्छति । गच्छन्नेव विलपते यथा पृष्ठे प्रपीडितः ॥ २,५.

And when the eleventh month is completed, he goes to the dreadful city; as he goes, he laments like one oppressed from behind.

क्वाहं सतूलीशयने परिवर्तन् क्षणे क्षणे । भटहस्तभ्रष्टयष्टिकृष्टपृष्ठः क्व वा पुनः ॥ २,५.

'Where am I, turning from side to side on a soft-cushioned bed every moment? And where am I now, my back dragged by the staff fallen from the hand of the guard?'

क्षितौ दत्तञ्च पिण्डादि भुक्त्वा तत्र ततो व्रजेत् । पयोवर्षणमित्येतन्नामकं पुरमण्डज ॥ २,५.

Having eaten the offerings given on earth, he goes from there to the city called Payovarṣaṇa.

व्रजन्नेवं विलपते कुठारैर्मूर्ध्नि ताडितः । क्व भृत्यकोमलकरैर्गन्धतैलावसेचनम् ॥ २,५.

As he goes, lamenting thus, struck on the head with axes, he cries: 'Where is the anointing of fragrant oil by the soft hands of servants?'

क्व कीनाशानुगैः क्रोधात्कुठारैः शिरसि व्यथा । ऊनाब्दिकञ्च यच्छ्राद्धं तत्र भुङ्क्ते सुदुः खितः ॥ २,५.

'Where is the pain on my head from the axes of the angry followers of the servants of death?' Suffering greatly, he partakes there of the śrāddha performed before the year is complete.

संपूर्णे तु ततो वर्षे शीताढ्यं नगरं व्रजेत् । गच्छन्नेवं छुरिकया च्छिन्नजिह्वस्तु रोदिति ॥ २,५.

Then, when the year is completed, he goes to the city of cold; as he goes, his tongue cut off with a knife, he weeps.

प्रियालापैः क्व च ससमधुरत्वस्य वर्णनम् । उक्तमात्रेऽसिपत्रादिजिह्वाच्छेदः क्व चैव हि ॥ २,५.

'Where are the sweet words and the description of gentle affection? And where, indeed, is the cutting off of my tongue at the mere utterance in the forest of swords?'

वार्षिकं पिण्डदानादि भुक्त्वा तत्र प्रसर्पति । बहुभीतिकरं तत्तत्पिण्डजं देवमास्थितः ॥ २,५.

Having eaten the annual offerings there, he proceeds, terrified by many things, to the deity presiding over the offerings made for him.

प्रकाशयति पाप्पानमात्मानञ्च विनिन्दति । योषिदप्येवमेतस्मिन्मार्गे वै परिदेवति ॥ २,५.

He reveals his sinful drinking and reproaches himself; even a woman laments in this way on that path.

ततो याम्यं नातिदूरे नगरं स हि गच्छति । चत्वारिंशद्योजनानि चतुर्युक्तानिविस्तृतम् ॥ २,५.

Then he goes to the city of Yama, not far away, which extends forty yojanas in all four directions.

त्रयोदश प्रतीहाराः श्रवणा नाम तत्र वै । श्रवणाकर्मतस्तुष्यन्त्यन्यथा क्रोधमाप्नुयुः ॥ २,५.

There are thirteen gatekeepers there, called Śravaṇas; they are pleased by hearing their duties performed, otherwise they become angry.

ततस्तत्राशु रक्ताक्षं भिन्नाञ्जनचयोपमम् । मृत्युकालान्तकादीनां मध्ये पश्यति वै यमम् ॥ २,५.

Then there, quickly, he sees Yama among Death, Time, and others, with blood-red eyes, resembling a mass of shattered collyrium.

दंष्ट्राकरालवदनं भृकुटीदारुणाकृतिम् । विरूपैर्भोषणैर्वक्त्रैर्वृतं व्याधिशतैः प्रभुम् ॥ २,५.

He sees the lord with a terrifying face adorned with fangs, fierce with knitted brows, surrounded by hundreds of diseases and with dreadful forms and ornaments.

दण्डासक्तमहाबाहुं पाशहस्तं सुभैरवम् । तन्निर्दिष्टां ततो जन्तुर्गतिं याति शुभाशुभाम् ॥ २,५.

He sees the great-armed one holding a staff and a noose, exceedingly terrible; then the being goes to the destination, good or bad, assigned by him.

पापी पापां गतिं याति यथा ते कथितं पुरा । छत्रोपानहदातारो ये च वेश्मप्रदायकाः ॥ २,५.

The sinner goes to a sinful destination, as told to you before; those who give umbrellas, sandals, and houses attain a different fate.

ये तु पुण्यकृतस्तत्र ते पश्यन्ति यमं तदा । सौम्याकृतिं कुण्डलिनं मौलिमन्तं धृतश्रियम् ॥ २,५.

But those who are virtuous there see Yama at that time as gentle in form, adorned with earrings, crowned, and radiant with splendor.

एकादशे द्वादशे हि षण्मासे आब्दिके तथा । विप्रान् बहून् भोजयेत्तत्र यन्महती क्षुधा ॥ २,५.

On the eleventh or twelfth day, or in the sixth month, or on the annual day, one should feed many Brahmins there, for their hunger is great.

जीवन् पुत्रकलत्रादिप्रदिष्टमितरैः खग । यो न साधयति स्वार्थमेवं पश्चाद्धिखिद्यते ॥ २,५.

O Bird, one who, while living, does not fulfill what is prescribed by sons, wives, and others, seeking only his own interest, later regrets it.

एतत्ते सर्वमाख्यातं संयमिन्यां यथागति । प्रोक्तमावर्षकृत्यं ते किमन्यच्छ्रोतुमिच्छसि ॥ २,५.

All this has been explained to you regarding the journey in Saṃyamanī; the yearly rites have been told—what else do you wish to hear?