तावच्छक्रगजो भीतो मुक्त्वा नादं सुभैरवम् । ध्रियमाणोऽपि यत्नेन चकोर इव तिष्ठति
tāvacchakragajo bhīto muktvā nādaṃ subhairavam | dhriyamāṇo'pi yatnena cakora iva tiṣṭhati
عندئذٍ فزع فيل إندرا فأطلق زئيرًا مروّعًا للغاية. ومع أنه كان يُمسَك ويُكابَح بجهد، ظلّ ثابتًا كطائر «تشاكورا».
Lomaharṣaṇa (Sūta), narrating to the sages (deduced)
Scene: Airāvata, eyes wide with terror, releases a dreadful trumpet; attendants strain to restrain him, yet he freezes in place, poised like a cakora bird—still, alert, and tense amid dust and clamor.
Even the mightiest supports of kingship can falter; steadiness must be regained through discipline and restraint.
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