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Pancharatra: For a moment even Krishna is overpowered by Shalva’s illusion!
vāsudeva uvāca॥
Vāsudeva said.
evaṃ sa puruṣavyāghra śālvo rājñāṃ mahāripuḥ। yudhyamāno mayā saṅkhye viyadabhyāgamatpunaḥ ॥3-22-1॥
In this way, Śālva, the tiger among men and a great enemy of kings, while fighting with me in battle, once again ascended into the sky. (3-22-1)
tataḥ śataghnīś ca mahāgadāś ca; dīptāṃś ca śūlān musalān asīṃś ca. cikṣepa roṣāt mayi mandabuddhiḥ; śālvaḥ mahārāja jayābhikāṅkṣī ॥3-22-2॥
Then, Śālva, the dull-witted great king, desiring victory, hurled at me hundred-slaying weapons, great maces, blazing spears, clubs, and swords in his anger. (3-22-2)
tān āśugair āpatato'ham āśu; nivārya tūrṇaṃ khagamān kha eva। dvidhā tridhā cācchinam āśu muktaiḥ; tataḥ antarikṣe ninadaḥ babhūva ॥3-22-3॥
I quickly repelled those who were rushing at me with swift arrows; I swiftly cut down the flying arrows in the sky into two and three pieces with my released arrows. Then, a sound arose in the sky. (3-22-3)
tataḥ śatasahasreṇa śarāṇāṃ nataparvaṇām। dārukaṃ vājinaś caiva rathaṃ ca samavākirat ॥3-22-4॥
Then, with a hundred thousand arrows with bent joints, he completely covered Dāruka, the horses, and the chariot. (3-22-4)
tato mām abravīd vīra dāruko vihvalan niva। sthātavyam iti tiṣṭhāmi śālvabāṇaprapīḍitaḥ ॥3-22-5॥
Then, the hero Dāruka, appearing agitated, said to me: "You must stand." So I remain standing, afflicted by Śālva's arrow. (3-22-5)
iti tasya niśamyāhaṃ sāratheḥ karuṇaṃ vacaḥ। avekṣamāṇo yantāram apaśyaṃ śarapīḍitam ॥3-22-6॥
Thus, having heard the charioteer's pitiful words, I looked and saw the charioteer wounded by arrows. (3-22-6)
na tasyorasi no mūrdhni na kāye na bhujadvaye। antaraṃ pāṇḍavaśreṣṭha paśyāmi nahataṃ śaraiḥ ॥3-22-7॥
O best of the Pāṇḍavas, I do not see any part of his chest, head, body, or both arms that has not been struck by arrows. (3-22-7)
sa tu bāṇavarotpīḍād visravaty asṛgulbaṇam। abhivṛṣṭo yathā meghair girir gairikadhātumān ॥3-22-8॥
But he, from the pressure of the best arrow, flows with abundant blood, just as a mountain possessing red ochre ore flows when rained upon by clouds. (3-22-8)
abhīṣuhastaṃ taṃ dṛṣṭvā sīdantaṃ sārathiṃ raṇe। astambhayaṃ mahābāho śālvabāṇaprapīḍitam ॥3-22-9॥
O mighty-armed one, seeing the charioteer, with his hand on the reins, sinking in battle and afflicted by Śālva's arrows, I supported him. (3-22-9)
atha māṃ puruṣaḥ kaścid dvārakānilayo'bravīt। tvarito ratham abhyetya sauhṛdād iva bhārata ॥3-22-10॥
Then, O Bhārata, a certain man, a resident of Dvārakā, quickly approached my chariot and spoke to me as if out of friendship. (3-22-10)
āhukasya vaco vīra tasyaiva paricārakaḥ। viṣaṇṇaḥ sannakaṇṭho vai tannibodha yudhiṣṭhira ॥3-22-11॥
O Yudhiṣṭhira, listen to the words of Āhuka, whose very attendant, dejected and with a choked throat, spoke thus. (3-22-11)
dvārakādhipatir vīra āha tvām āhuko vacaḥ। keśaveha vijānīṣva yat tvāṃ pitṛsakho'bravīt ॥3-22-12॥
The lord of Dvārakā, O hero, spoke to you the words of Āhuka. O Keśava, here, know what the friend of your father said to you. (3-22-12)
upayātvādya śālvena dvārakāṃ vṛṣṇinandana। viṣakte tvayi durdharṣa hataḥ śūrasuto balāt ॥3-22-13॥
O delight of the Vṛṣṇis, today Śālva approached Dvārakā, and while you were away, O unconquerable one, the son of Śūra was forcibly slain. (3-22-13)
tad alaṃ sādhu yuddhena nivartasva janārdana। dvārakām eva rakṣasva kāryam etan mahat tava ॥3-22-14॥
That is enough, O Janardana; withdraw from battle. Protect Dvaraka only—this is your great duty. (3-22-14)
ityahaṃ tasya vacanaṃ śrutvā paramadurmanaḥ। niścayaṃ nādhigacchāmi kartavyasyetarasya vā ॥3-22-15॥
Thus, having heard his words, I am extremely troubled in mind and cannot decide what should be done or otherwise. (3-22-15)
sātyakiṃ baladevaṃ ca pradyumnaṃ ca mahāratham। jagarhe manasā vīra tacchrutvā vipriyaṃ vacaḥ ॥3-22-16॥
The hero, having heard those unpleasant words, mentally censured Sātyaki, Baladeva, and Pradyumna, the great chariot-warrior. (3-22-16)
ahaṃ hi dvārakāyāś ca pituś ca kurunandana। teṣu rakṣāṃ samādhāya prayātaḥ saubhapātane ॥3-22-17॥
O delight of the Kurus, I, having established protection among the people of Dvārakā and my father, departed for the destruction of Saubha. (3-22-17)
baladevo mahābāhuḥ kaccijjīvati śatruhā। sātyakī raukmiṇeyaś ca cārudeṣṇaś ca vīryavān ॥ sāmbaprabhṛtayaś caivetya ham āsaṃ sudurmanāḥ ॥3-22-18॥
I wondered anxiously whether Baladeva, the mighty-armed destroyer of enemies, Sātyakī, Rukmiṇeya, Cārudeṣṇa, the powerful one, Sāmba and the others were still alive; thus I was very troubled in mind. (3-22-18)
eteṣu hi naravyāghra jīvatsu na kathañcana। śakyaḥ śūrasuto hantum api vajrabhṛtā svayam ॥3-22-19॥
O tiger among men, as long as these are alive, it is not possible for the son of a hero to be killed, even by the wielder of the thunderbolt himself. (3-22-19)
hataḥ śūrasuto vyaktaṃ vyaktaṃ te ca parāsavaḥ। baladevamukhāḥ sarve iti me niścitā matiḥ॥3-22-20॥
It is clear to me that the son of Śūra has been killed, and all your other offspring, headed by Baladeva, as well. This is my definite conclusion. (3-22-20)
so'haṃ sarvavināśaṃ taṃ cintayāno muhurmuhuḥ। suvihvalo mahārāja punaḥ śālvamayodhayam ॥3-22-21॥
O great king, I, thinking again and again of that total destruction, being greatly agitated, fought Śālva again. (3-22-21)
tato'paśyaṃ mahārāja prapatantam ahaṃ tadā। saubhāc chūrasutaṃ vīra tato māṃ moha āviśat ॥3-22-22॥
Then, O great king, I saw myself falling at that time. O hero, from Saubha, the son of Śūra, then delusion overtook me. (3-22-22)
tasya rūpaṃ prapatataḥ pitur mama narādhipa। yayāteḥ kṣīṇapuṇyasya svargādiva mahītalam ॥3-22-23॥
O king, the form of my father Yayāti, whose merit was exhausted, fell from heaven down to the earth. (3-22-23)
viśīrṇagalitoṣṇīṣaḥ prakīrṇāmbaramūrdhajaḥ। prapatandṛśyate ha sma kṣīṇapuṇya iva grahaḥ ॥3-22-24॥
He is seen with his turban torn and fallen, his garments and hair disheveled, falling down, just like a planet whose merit has waned. (3-22-24)
tataḥ śārṅgaṃ dhanuḥśreṣṭhaṃ karātprapatitaṃ mama। mohātsannaśca kaunteya rathopastha upāviśam ॥3-22-25॥
Then, O son of Kuntī, Śārṅga, the best of bows, fell from my hand; overcome by delusion and enfeebled, I sat down on the chariot seat. (3-22-25)
tato hāhākṛtaṃ sarvaṃ sainyaṃ me gatacetanam। māṃ dṛṣṭvā rathanīḍasthaṃ gatāsumiva bhārata ॥3-22-26॥
Then, O Bhārata, seeing me seated in the chariot as if lifeless, all my army, having lost consciousness, cried out in distress. (3-22-26)
prasārya bāhū patataḥ prasārya caraṇāv api। rūpaṃ pitur apaśyaṃ tac chakuneḥ patato yathā ॥3-22-27॥
I saw the form of my father, with arms and feet outstretched as he fell, just like a bird falling. (3-22-27)
taṃ patantaṃ mahābāho śūlapaṭṭiśapāṇayaḥ। abhighnanto bhṛśaṃ vīrā mama ceto vyakampayan ॥3-22-28॥
O mighty-armed one, as he was falling, the heroes, armed with spears and pattiśas, struck him violently and shook my mind. (3-22-28)
tato muhūrtātpratilabhya sañjñā; mahaṃ tadā vīra mahāvimarde. na tatra saubhaṃ na ripuṃ na śālvam; paśyāmi vṛddhaṃ pitaraṃ na cāpi ॥3-22-29॥
After regaining consciousness a moment later, O hero, in that great battle I could not see Saubha, nor the enemy, nor Śālva there; nor did I see my aged father. (3-22-29)
tato mamāsīn manasi māyeyam iti niścitam। prabuddho'smi tato bhūyaḥ śataśo vikirañ śarān ॥3-22-30॥
Then, in my mind, I became certain that "this is illusion"; I became awakened, and then again I scattered arrows by the hundreds. (3-22-30)
