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Dhritarashtra spoke:
The Vedas, along with their limbs, were studied according to justice by the great soul in whom the Dhanurveda is directly established with modesty and prohibition.
At that time, lamenting over Droṇa, the son of the great sage, was killed by the vile, cruel, and mean soul, the teacher's killer.
By the grace of whom, the best among men perform superhuman deeds in battle that are difficult even for the gods.
In that situation, the evil-doers, shouting in front of Drona, act intolerantly. Shame on the Kshatriyas and their impatience.
Sañjaya, tell me what all the kings and the sons of Pṛthā, who are archers on earth, said to Draupadī after hearing it.
Sanjaya said:
Upon hearing the harsh words of Drupada's son, all the kings fell silent, O lord of the people.
Arjuna, casting a sidelong glance and looking crookedly at Dhrishtadyumna, sighed deeply with tears and said, 'Shame, shame, shame.'
Yudhishthira, Bhima, the twins, Krishna, and others were embarrassed, O king, and then Satyaki spoke.
There is no man here who would not quickly kill this sinful man speaking unwholesome words, the worst of men.
How is it that your tongue does not split into a hundred pieces and your head does not break apart, you wretched one, when you insult the teacher and yet do not fall into unrighteousness?
You are supported by the sons of Pritha and all the Andhakas and Vrishnis; yet, having committed a sinful act, you boast about it in the assembly of people.
Having committed such an improper act and insulting the teacher again, you deserve to die; there is no reason for you to live even for a moment.
Who are you, noble one, to decide this act, other than you, the worst of men, who has seized the righteous teacher by the hair for killing?
Seven of your inferior and former relatives were killed, and they were abandoned by fame upon obtaining you, the disgrace of the family.
The great soul himself arranged the end as he had spoken to Arjuna regarding Bhishma, O best of men.
His brother, who is also yours, is the most sinful killer. There is no greater sinner on earth than the sons of Pāñcāla.
He, created by your father, was indeed destined to be the end of Bhishma. Shikhandi, protected by him, became the cause of the great soul's death.
The Panchalas, who have strayed from the path of righteousness and are considered mean and treacherous to friends and teachers, are condemned by all virtuous people for having you as a brother.
If you dare to utter such words before me again, I shall strike your head down with a mace as powerful as a thunderbolt.
Insulted in this manner by Sātvata, Pārṣata, in anger, spoke harsh words to Sātyaki, appearing enraged yet smiling.
O Mādhava, it is often said that things are heard and forgiven. However, you should not blame a good and virtuous man who is unworthy of such blame.
In the world, forgiveness is praised, but a sinner does not deserve it. A sinful person thinks that a forgiving person is easily conquered.
You, who are of vile conduct and low-minded, determined to do evil, wish to speak from head to toe.
He, Bhūriśravāḥ, with his arm severed, was on the verge of death by your actions, and despite being restrained, was killed. What indeed could be more sinful than this?
Droṇa, while arranging his troops, was killed by me with a divine weapon in battle. What cruel wrongdoing was there in that?
How could one who kills a sage, who is not fighting, almost dead, and with a severed arm in battle, by others, be to Satyaki?
O best of men, having killed you, when he strides on the ground powerfully, why then would he not kill him?
You, who were previously conquered by Arjuna, have again been killed by the ignoble hero Saumadatti, the mighty one.
Wherever Droṇa attacks the army of the Pāṇḍavas, scattering thousands of arrows, I proceed there.
Why do you, having acted like an outcaste yourself, wish to speak harsh words to me?
You are the one responsible for fierce actions, not me, O lowest of the Vṛṣṇi dynasty. You are the source of sins and actions; refrain from speaking again.
"Remain silent and do not speak to me further. This reply that you wish to give is not appropriate."
Then, in your foolishness, you will once again speak harsh words to me. In battle, I will send you to the abode of Yama with my arrows.
A fool cannot achieve anything solely through righteousness. Listen to the kind of actions they perform through unrighteousness.
Yudhiṣṭhira, the Pāṇḍava, was previously deceived by unrighteousness, and Draupadī was similarly afflicted by it, O Sātyaki.
The Pāṇḍavas, along with Draupadī, were exiled to the forest; everything they had was taken away unjustly by foolish means.
The king of Madra was dragged away by others through unrighteous means. Here too, Bhishma, the grandsire of the Kurus, was slain through unrighteousness. Bhurishrava, despite being a knower of dharma, was killed by you through unrighteousness.
Thus, in the battle, the sons of Pandu, along with others, performed acts of valor, protecting victory with the help of heroes and the righteous, including Sātvata.
The supreme principles of righteousness are hard to understand, just as unrighteousness is very difficult to discern. Engage in battle with the Kauravas; do not retreat to the abode of your ancestors.
Upon hearing such harsh and cruel words, the glorious Satyaki appeared as if he was unmoved.
Upon hearing those words, Satyaki, his eyes reddened with anger, picked up his mace. He sighed deeply, like a serpent, and placed his bow on the chariot.
Then, in a fit of anger, he approached Panchali and declared: "I will not speak harsh words to you; instead, I will kill you, as you deserve."
He approached suddenly, mighty and unforgiving, enraged towards Draupadi's son, like death to the destroyer.
Urged by Vāsudeva, the mighty Bhīmasena swiftly jumped from the chariot and halted it with his arms.
The mighty Pandava, seizing the furious and swift Satyaki, forcefully approached the powerful one.
The best of the Shinis, having stood firm and supported his feet, was seized by Bhima at the sixth step with great force, being the best among the strong.
Sahadeva, having descended from the chariot, addressed the one being taken away by the stronger with gentle words, saying, "O lord of men."
O Madhava, you are our unparalleled friend, a tiger among men, unmatched among the Andhakas, Vrishnis, and Panchalas.
Thus, indeed, among the Andhakas and Vṛṣṇis, especially yours and Kṛṣṇa's, there is no other friend from us.
O descendant of Vṛṣṇi, among the Pāñcālas searching up to the sea, there is no greater friend than the Pāṇḍavas and Vṛṣṇis.
He considers you a friend just as you consider us, and we consider you in the same way.
Thus, being aware of all duties and recalling the duty of friendship, restrain your anger towards Draupadi and calm yourself, O noble one among the Shinis.
O Pārṣata, you must indeed forgive, for forgiveness is your virtue. We are forgivers, and what else can there be than peace?
As Śaineya was being calmed by Sahadeva, the son of the king of the Pāñcālas, with a smile, said: "O lord, this..."
"Release the grandson of Śini, Bhima, who is intoxicated with battle. Let him come to me like the wind approaches a mountain."
As long as I can subdue his anger with sharp arrows, O son of Kunti, and diminish his faith in battle and his will to live in the fight.
What can I possibly do about this task that has been undertaken? The mighty sons of Pandu are approaching, and indeed, these are the Kauravas.
Then, either Arjuna will stop everyone in battle, or I will also cause his head to fall with arrows.
He thinks that Bhūriśravas, with his arm severed in battle, should be abandoned, or this one will kill me.
Sātyaki, hearing the words of the Pāñcālas, breathes like a snake and constantly trembles, engaged between Bhīma's arms, as the strong one.
With great speed and effort, Vasudeva and Dharmaraja, O lord, restrained the two heroes then.
The great archers, their eyes red with anger, restrained themselves and advanced against the enemies in the battle, eager to fight, as the best of the warriors.
