गिरिगह्वरसंलीनं दीप्तमाशीविषं यथा। तस्य निष्कृष्यमाणस्य बाणस्यापि बभौ द्युतिः
Like a blazing serpent drawn from a mountain cave, even as the arrow was being pulled out, its radiance shone forth.
अस्तमस्तकसंरुद्धरश्मेर्दिनकरादिव। पेतुः क्षतजधारास्तु व्रणेभ्यस्तस्य सर्वशः
Just as the sun’s rays are blocked at sunset, so streams of blood flowed from all your wounds.
ताम्रगैरिकसम्पृक्ता धारा इव धराधरात्। अवकीर्णं विमार्जन्ती भर्तारं रणरेणुना
Like streams tinged with copper and red ochre flowing from a mountain, I wiped your body, covered with the dust of battle.
अस्रैर्नयनजैः शूरं सिषेचास्त्रसमाहतम्। रुधिरोक्षितसर्वाङ्गं दृष्ट्वा विनिहतं पतिम्
With tears streaming from her eyes, she drenched the valiant one, struck down by weapons, whose whole body was stained with blood, seeing her husband slain.
उवाच तारा पिङ्गाक्षं पुत्रमङ्गदमङ्गना। अवस्थां पश्चिमां पश्य पितुः पुत्र सुदारुणाम्
Tārā spoke to her son Angada, whose eyes were tawny, saying: 'Behold, son, the dreadful final condition of your father.'
अभिवादय राजानं पितरं पुत्र मानदम्। एवमुक्तः समुत्थाय जग्राह चरणौ पितुः
Pay respects to the king, your father, son, who is worthy of honor. Thus addressed, Angada rose and took hold of his father's feet.
भुजाभ्यां पीनवृत्ताभ्यामङ्गदोऽहमिति ब्रुवन्। अभिवादयमानं त्वामङ्गदं त्वं यथा पुरा
Embracing him with his strong, rounded arms, Angada said, 'It is I, Angada.' As you used to, honor Angada now as he pays his respects to you.
दीर्घायुर्भव पुत्रेति किमर्थं नाभिभाषसे। अहं पुत्रसहाया त्वामुपासे गतचेतनम्। सिंहेन पातितं सद्यो गौः सवत्सेव गोवृषम्
'May you live long, my son'—why do you not speak? I, with my son as companion, serve you, though your consciousness has departed, struck down suddenly by a lion as a cow with her calf by a bull.
इष्ट्वा संग्रामयज्ञेन रामप्रहरणाम्भसा। तस्मन्नवभृथे स्नातः कथं पत्न्या मया विना
Having performed the sacrificial battle, with the waters of Rāma's weapons, and bathed in the concluding rite, how can you be without me, your wife?
या दत्ता देवराजेन तव तुष्टेन संयुगे। शातकौम्भीं प्रियां मालां तां ते पश्यामि नेह किम्
The beloved golden garland, given to you by the king of gods, pleased in battle—why do I not see it here on you?
राज्यश्रीर्न जहाति त्वां गतासुमपि मानद। सूर्यस्यावर्तमानस्य शैलराजमिव प्रभा
The glory of kingship does not abandon you, even though your life has departed, O dignified one, like the radiance of the sun upon the mountain king.
न मे वचः पथ्यमिदं त्वया कृतं न चास्मि शक्ता हि निवारणे तव। हता सपुत्रास्मि हतेन संयुगे सह त्वया श्रीर्विजहाति मामपि
My words have not been heeded by you, nor am I able to restrain you. I am slain, with my son, by your death in battle; together with you, prosperity departs from me as well.
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Listen: the twenty-fourth chapter. In the glorious Vālmīki Rāmāyaṇa, in the Kiṣkindhā section, the twenty-fourth chapter.
तामाशु वेगेन दुरासदेन त्वभिप्लुतां शोकमहार्णवेन। पश्यंस्तदा वाल्यनुजस्तरस्वी भ्रातुर्वधेनाप्रतिमेन तेपे
She, overwhelmed by the irresistible force of the great ocean of grief, was swiftly overtaken; seeing this, Vāli's younger brother, swift of action, was tormented by his brother's unparalleled death.
स बाष्पपूर्णेन मुखेन पश्यन् क्षणेन निर्विण्णमना मनस्वी। जगाम रामस्य शनैः समीपं भृत्यैर्वृतः सम्परिदूयमानः
With a face full of tears, seeing for a moment his mind disheartened, the thoughtful one slowly approached Rāma, surrounded by his attendants, deeply afflicted.
स तं समासाद्य गृहीतचाप- मुदात्तमाशीविषतुल्यबाणम्। यशस्विनं लक्षणलक्षिताङ्ग- मवस्थितं राघवमित्युवाच
He, having reached him, who held a bow and arrows like deadly serpents, whose limbs were marked with signs of greatness, standing there, addressed Rāghava thus.
यथा प्रतिज्ञातमिदं नरेन्द्र कृतं त्वया दृष्टफलं च कर्म। ममाद्य भोगेषु नरेन्द्रसूनो मनो निवृत्तं हतजीवितेन
As promised, O king, you have acted, and the deed has yielded its result. Now, O son of the king, my mind is withdrawn from pleasures, for my life is ended.
अस्यां महिष्यां तु भृशं रुदत्यां पुरेऽतिविक्रोशति दुःखतप्ते। हते नृपे संशयितेऽङ्गदे च न राम राज्ये रमते मनो मे
With this queen, weeping bitterly, loudly lamenting in the city, tormented by grief, with the king slain and Angada in doubt, O Rāma, my mind finds no delight in the kingdom.
क्रोधादमर्षादतिविप्रधर्षाद् भ्रातुर्वधो मेऽनुमतः पुरस्तात्। हते त्विदानीं हरियूथपेऽस्मिन् सुतीक्ष्णमिक्ष्वाकुवर प्रतप्स्ये
Out of anger, intolerance, and excessive outrage, my brother's death was previously permitted by me. Now, with the leader of the monkeys slain, O best of Ikṣvākus, I suffer intensely.
श्रेयोऽद्य मन्ये मम शैलमुख्ये तस्मिन् हि वासश्चिरमृष्यमूके। यथा तथा वर्तयतः स्ववृत्त्या नेमं निहत्य त्रिदिवस्य लाभः
I now think it better to dwell at the mountain's summit, to live long in Ṛṣyamūka, as I may, according to my own nature; for even by killing him, the gain of heaven is not mine.
न त्वा जिघांसामि चरेति यन्मा- मयं महात्मा मतिमानुवाच। तस्यैव तद् राम वचोऽनुरूप- मिदं वचः कर्म च मेऽनुरूपम्
I did not wish to harm you, nor did I act against you—this the great-souled, wise one told me. That word of Rāma is fitting, and so too is my action.
भ्राता कथं नाम महागुणस्य भ्रातुर्वधं राम विरोचयेत। राज्यस्य दुःखस्य च वीर सारं विचिन्तयन् कामपुरस्कृतोऽपि
How could a brother, O Rama, ever desire the death of his own brother, who possesses such great virtues, even when considering the pain of the kingdom, while being swayed by desire?
वधो हि मे मतो नासीत् स्वमाहात्म्यव्यतिक्रमात्। ममासीद् बुद्धिदौरात्म्यात् प्राणहारी व्यतिक्रमः
Indeed, I did not consider killing him, for it would have been a violation of my own greatness; but through the fault of my misguided mind, I committed this fatal transgression.
द्रुमशाखावभग्नोऽहं मुहूर्तं परिनिष्टनन्। सान्त्वयित्वा त्वनेनोक्तो न पुनः कर्तुमर्हसि
Broken like a branch of a tree, I lay for a moment, lamenting; then he comforted me and said, 'You must not do this again.'
भ्रातृत्वमार्यभावश्च धर्मश्चानेन रक्षितः। मया क्रोधश्च कामश्च कपित्वं च प्रदर्शितम्
By him, brotherhood, nobility, and righteousness were upheld; by me, anger, desire, and baseness were displayed.
अचिन्तनीयं परिवर्जनीय- मनीप्सनीयं स्वनवेक्षणीयम्। प्राप्तोऽस्मि पाप्मानमिदं वयस्य भ्रातुर्वधात् त्वाष्ट्रवधादिवेन्द्रः
This act is unthinkable, to be avoided, not to be wished for, and to be examined by oneself; I have incurred this sin, O friend, by killing my brother, just as Indra did by slaying Tvaṣṭṛ's son.
पाप्मानमिन्द्रस्य मही जलं च वृक्षाश्च कामं जगृहुः स्त्रियश्च। को नाम पाप्मानमिमं सहेत शाखामृगस्य प्रतिपत्तुमिच्छेत्
The earth, the waters, the trees, and the women all accepted Indra's sin; but who could bear this sin of mine, or wish to follow the path of the monkey who killed his brother?
नार्हामि सम्मानमिमं प्रजानां न यौवराज्यं कुत एव राज्यम्। अधर्मयुक्तं कुलनाशयुक्त- मेवंविधं राघव कर्म कृत्वा
I am not worthy of this honor from the people, nor of the succession, much less the kingdom, O Rāghava, after committing such an unrighteous and family-destroying deed.
पापस्य कर्तास्मि विगर्हितस्य क्षुद्रस्य लोकापकृतस्य लोके। शोको महान् मामभिवर्ततेऽयं वृष्टेर्यथा निम्नमिवाम्बुवेगः
I am the doer of a sinful, contemptible, and base act, condemned by the world; great sorrow overwhelms me, like a torrent of water rushing into a hollow.
सोदर्यघातापरगात्रवालः संतापहस्ताक्षिशिरोविषाणः। एनोमयो मामभिहन्ति हस्ती दृप्तो नदीकूलमिव प्रवृद्धः
Having struck down my own brother, with my hands, eyes, and head stained by this burning grief, this disease of sin, like a maddened elephant, assails me as it would a riverbank.