पतितं समभिज्ञाय राक्षसी सा महाचमूः। वध्यमाना दिशो भेजे हरिभिर्जितकाशिभिः
Recognizing that their mighty army had fallen, the Rakshasi host, being struck down by the monkeys who had conquered their pride, fled in all directions.
वानरैर्वध्यमानास्ते शस्त्राण्युत्सृज्य राक्षसाः। लङ्कामभिमुखाः सस्रुर्भ्रष्टसंज्ञाः प्रधाविताः
Assailed by the monkeys, those Rakshasas abandoned their weapons and, their senses shattered, ran toward Lanka in panic.
दुद्रुवुर्बहुधा भीता राक्षसाः शतशो दिशः। त्यक्त्वा प्रहरणान् सर्वे पट्टिशासिपरश्वधान्
Hundreds of Rakshasas, terrified, fled in all directions, leaving behind all their weapons—spears, swords, and axes.
केचिल्लङ्कां परित्रस्ताः प्रविष्टा वानरार्दिताः। समुद्रे पतिताः केचित् केचित् पर्वतमाश्रिताः
Some, overwhelmed by fear and tormented by the monkeys, entered Lanka; some leapt into the ocean, while others took refuge on the mountains.
हतमिन्द्रजितं दृष्ट्वा शयानं च रणक्षितौ। राक्षसानां सहस्रेषु न कश्चित् प्रत्यदृश्यत
Seeing Indrajit slain and lying on the battlefield, not a single Rakshasa could be seen among the thousands.
यथास्तं गत आदित्ये नावतिष्ठन्ति रश्मयः। तथा तस्मिन् निपतिते राक्षसास्ते गता दिशः
Just as the rays do not remain when the sun has set, so too, when he fell, the Rakshasas scattered in all directions.
शान्तरश्मिरिवादित्यो निर्वाण इव पावकः। बभूव स महाबाहुर्व्यपास्तगतजीवितः
He, the mighty-armed, became like the sun with its rays extinguished, or like a fire gone out—his life departed.
प्रशान्तपीडाबहुलो विनष्टारिः प्रहर्षवान्। बभूव लोकः पतिते राक्षसेन्द्रसुते तदा
When the son of the Rakshasa lord had fallen, the world, freed from pain and its enemy destroyed, became filled with joy.
हर्षं च शक्रो भगवान् सह सर्वैर्महर्षिभिः। जगाम निहते तस्मिन् राक्षसे पापकर्मणि
The blessed Shakra, together with all the great sages, rejoiced when that sinful Rakshasa was slain.
आकाशे चापि देवानां शुश्रुवे दुन्दुभिस्वनः। नृत्यद्भिरप्सरोभिश्च गन्धर्वैश्च महात्मभिः
In the sky, the sound of drums was heard among the gods, as the Apsaras danced and the great-souled Gandharvas joined in.
ववर्षुः पुष्पवर्षाणि तदद्भुतमिवाभवत्। प्रशशाम हते तस्मिन् राक्षसे क्रूरकर्मणि
They rained down showers of flowers, which seemed wondrous; and with the death of that cruel Rakshasa, peace prevailed.
शुद्धा आपो नभश्चैव जहृषुर्देवदानवाः। आजग्मुः पतिते तस्मिन् सर्वलोकभयावहे
The pure waters and the sky rejoiced, as did the gods and Dānavas, when he who brought fear to all worlds had fallen.
ऊचुश्च सहितास्तुष्टा देवगन्धर्वदानवाः। विज्वराः शान्तकलुषा ब्राह्मणा विचरन्त्विति
The satisfied gods, Gandharvas, and Dānavas, now free from distress and cleansed of impurity, spoke together: 'Let the Brāhmaṇas move about unhindered.'
ततोऽभ्यनन्दन् संहृष्टाः समरे हरियूथपाः। तमप्रतिबलं दृष्ट्वा हतं नैर्ऋतपुङ्गवम्
Then the monkey chiefs, delighted, celebrated upon seeing the unconquerable leader of the Rakshasas slain in battle.
क्ष्वेडन्तश्च प्लवन्तश्च गर्जन्तश्च प्लवंगमाः। लब्धलक्षा रघुसुतं परिवार्योपतस्थिरे
The monkeys, whistling, leaping, and roaring, surrounded the son of Raghu, having achieved their aim, and approached him.
लाङ्गूलानि प्रविध्यन्तः स्फोटयन्तश्च वानराः। लक्ष्मणो जयतीत्येव वाक्यं विश्रावयंस्तदा
The monkeys waved their tails and slapped them, loudly proclaiming, 'Lakshmana is victorious!'
अन्योन्यं च समाश्लिष्य हरयो हृष्टमानसाः। चक्रुरुच्चावचगुणा राघवाश्रयसत्कथाः
The monkeys, their hearts filled with joy, embraced one another and recounted the noble deeds of Rāghava, praising his virtues both great and small.
तदसुकरमथाभिवीक्ष्य हृष्टाः प्रियसुहृदो युधि लक्ष्मणस्य कर्म। परममुपलभन्मनःप्रहर्षं विनिहतमिन्द्ररिपुं निशम्य देवाः
Then, seeing that difficult deed accomplished, the beloved friends of Lakṣmaṇa rejoiced in battle; the gods, hearing that Indrajit had been slain, experienced supreme delight in their hearts.
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Hear now the ninety-first chapter in the glorious Vālmīki Rāmāyaṇa, in the Book of Battle.
रुधिरक्लिन्नगात्रस्तु लक्ष्मणः शुभलक्षणः। बभूव हृष्टस्तं हत्वा शत्रुजेतारमाहवे
Lakṣmaṇa, his body stained with blood but marked by auspicious signs, was filled with joy after slaying the conqueror of foes in battle.
ततः स जाम्बवन्तं च हनूमन्तं च वीर्यवान्। संनिपत्य महातेजास्तांश्च सर्वान् वनौकसः
Then the mighty Lakṣmaṇa, of great splendor, gathered with Jāmbavān, Hanumān, and all the forest-dwellers.
आजगाम ततः शीघ्रं यत्र सुग्रीवराघवौ। विभीषणमवष्टभ्य हनूमन्तं च लक्ष्मणः
After that, Lakṣmaṇa, supporting Vibhīṣaṇa and Hanumān, quickly went to where Sugrīva and Rāghava were.
ततो राममभिक्रम्य सौमित्रिरभिवाद्य च। तस्थौ भ्रातृसमीपस्थः शक्रस्येन्द्रानुजो यथा
Then Saumitri approached Rāma, offered his respects, and stood by his brother's side, as the younger brother of Indra would stand by Indra.
निष्टनन्निव चागत्य राघवाय महात्मने। आचचक्षे तदा वीरो घोरमिन्द्रजितो वधम्
Arriving before the great-souled Rāghava, the hero, as if groaning in pain, reported the terrible slaying of Indrajit.
रावणेस्तु शिरश्छिन्नं लक्ष्मणेन महात्मना। न्यवेदयत रामाय तदा हृष्टो विभीषणः
Vibhīṣaṇa, delighted, informed Rāma that Rāvaṇa's son had been beheaded by the great-souled Lakṣmaṇa.
श्रुत्वैव तु महावीर्यो लक्ष्मणेनेन्द्रजिद्वधम्। प्रहर्षमतुलं लेभे वाक्यं चेदमुवाच ह
Upon hearing that Indrajit had been slain by the mighty Lakṣmaṇa, Rāma felt incomparable joy and spoke these words:
साधु लक्ष्मण तुष्टोऽस्मि कर्म चासुकरं कृतम्। रावणेर्हि विनाशेन जितमित्युपधारय
"Well done, Lakṣmaṇa! I am pleased. A most difficult deed has been accomplished. With the destruction of Rāvaṇa's son, consider the victory won."
स तं शिरस्युपाघ्राय लक्ष्मणं कीर्तिवर्धनम्। लज्जमानं बलात् स्नेहादङ्कमारोप्य वीर्यवान्
Then, the mighty Rāma, out of affection, forcefully lifted the modest Lakṣmaṇa, who increased his fame, onto his lap after smelling his head.
उपवेश्य तमुत्सङ्गे परिष्वज्यावपीडितम्। भ्रातरं लक्ष्मणं स्निग्धं पुनः पुनरुदैक्षत
Seating him on his lap, embracing the exhausted Lakṣmaṇa, Rāma gazed again and again with affection upon his dear brother.
शल्यसम्पीडितं शस्तं निःश्वसन्तं तु लक्ष्मणम्। रामस्तु दुःखसंतप्तं तं तु निःश्वासपीडितम्
Seeing Lakṣmaṇa, wounded by arrows and breathing heavily, Rāma, distressed by sorrow, looked upon his brother, who was overcome by labored breath.