Shloka 22
Adhyāya 110: Dhṛtarāṣṭra’s Lament on Fate; Saṃjaya’s Reproof and the Princes’ Assault on Bhīma (द्रोणपर्व, अध्याय ११०)
राजन्! काले काजलके ढेरके समान वह राक्षस बहुत-से बाणोंद्वारा सब ओरसे घायल होकर लहूलुहान हो खिले हुए पलाशके वृक्षके समान सुशोभित होने लगा ।। स वध्यमान: समरे भीमचापच्युतै: शरै: । स्मरन् भ्रातृवधं चैव पाण्डवेन महात्मना
sañjaya uvāca | rājan! kāle kājalaka-ḍheraka-samānaḥ sa rākṣasaḥ bahubhiḥ bāṇaiḥ sarvataḥ ghāto bhūtvā lohitāṅgaḥ prasphuṭita-palāśa-vṛkṣa iva suśobhitum ārabdhavān || sa vadhyamānaḥ samare bhīma-cāpa-cyutaiḥ śaraiḥ | smaran bhrātṛ-vadhaṃ caiva pāṇḍavena mahātmanā ||
Sañjaya said: O King, that rākṣasa—dark as a heap of black collyrium—was struck from every side by many arrows. Bleeding profusely, he came to look splendid, like a palāśa tree in full bloom. Even as he was being cut down in battle by shafts released from Bhīma’s bow, he kept recalling the slaying of his brother by the great-souled Pāṇḍava—his mind fixed on vengeance amid the moral ruin of war.
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