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Ayodhya Kaanda - Sarga 64
Ayodhya Kaanda - Sarga 64
In this Sarga, Daṡaratha proceeds to the Āṡrama of the aged parents of the Muni whom he killed accidentally. The blind parents think that it is their son who has come and asks him for the reason for the delay.
Daṡaratha tells him about the horrible mistake he has done. The parents cry and ask him to take them to their son. They cry pitifully, falling on the body of their son and give up their lives on their son’s funeral pyre, after cursing Daṡaratha also to die, crying for his own son.
After narrating to Kousalyā that recollection of killing of the son of Muni, the king laments about what he has done to Rāma, and breathes his last, past midnight.
2.64.1 வதமப்ரதிரூபம் து மாஹர்ஷேஸ்தஸ்ய ராகவ: ।
விலபந்நேவ தர்மாத்மா கௌஸல்யாம் புநரப்ரவீத் ॥
vadhamapratirūpaṃ tu māharṣēstasya rāghavaḥ ।
vilapannēva dharmātmā kausalyāṃ punarabravīt ॥
Lamenting on that unprecedented kind
of killing of the Maharshi,
Rāghava, the Dharmātma said again to Kousalyā:
2.64.2 ததஜ்ஞாநாந்மஹத்பாபம் க்ருத்வாஹம் ஸங்குலேந்த்ரிய: ।
ஏகஸ்த்வசிந்தயம் புத்யா கதம் நு ஸுக்ருதம் பவேத் ॥
tadajñānānmahatpāpaṃ kṛtvāhaṃ saṅkulēndriyaḥ ।
ēkastvacintayaṃ budhyā kathaṃ nu sukṛtaṃ bhavēt ॥
With that sinful act committed out of ignorance,
all my senses were shaken.
I, alone by myself, wondered
what the right course of action, thereafter, would be! It should be everyone’s experience to have committed a few mistakes in childhood/youth, out of sheer ignorance, that could have caused considerable damage.
One would, then, feeling embarrassed to disclose the mistake to anyone, try to think of the next step, all by oneself. Vālmeeki captures that juvenile behavior here.
2.64.3 ததஸ்தம் கடமாதாய பூர்ணம் பரமவாரிணா ।
ஆஸ்ரமம் தமஹம் ப்ராப்ய யதாऽக்யாதபதம் கத: ॥
tatastaṃ ghaṭamādāya pūrṇaṃ paramavāriṇā ।
āṡramaṃ tamahaṃ prāpya yathā'khyātapathaṃ gataḥ ॥
Then I filled the pot with the best of the waters,
and took the foot track, as I was told,
and reached the Āṡrama.
2.64.5 தத்ராஹம் துர்பலாவந்தௌவ்ருத்தாவபரிணாயகௌ ।
அபஸ்யம் தஸ்ய பிதரௌ லூநபக்ஷாவிவ த்விஜௌ ॥
தந்நிமித்தாபிராஸீநௌ கதாபிரபரிஸ்ரமௌ ।
தாமாஸாம் மத்க்ருதே ஹீநாவுதாஸீநாவநாதவத் ॥
tatrāhaṃ durbalāvandhauvṛddhāvapariṇāyakau ।
apaṡyaṃ tasya pitarau lūnapakṣāviva dvijau ॥
tannimittābhirāsīnau kathābhirapariṡramau ।
tāmāṡāṃ matkṛtē hīnāvudāsīnāvanāthavat ॥
There I saw his weak, blind and aged parents,
who looked like birds with their wings severed,
who seemed forlorn and indifferent,
who were talking about their son,
who had no one to lead them now
and whose hopes were lost because of me!
2.64.6 ஸோகோபஹதசித்தஸ்ச பயஸந்த்ரஸ்தசேதந: ।
தச்சாऽஸ்ரமபதம் கத்வா பூயஸ்ஸோகமஹம் கத: ॥
ṡōkōpahatacittaṡca bhayasantrastacētanaḥ ।
taccā'ṡramapadaṃ gatvā bhūyaṡṡōkamahaṃ gataḥ ॥
With my mind distressed with grief,
and my heart palpitating with fear,
I went to that Āṡrama. And once again, I plunged into grief.
2.64.7 பதஸப்தம் து மே ஸ்ருத்வா முநிர்வாக்யமபாஷத ।
கிம் சிராயஸி மே புத்ர! பாநீயம் க்ஷிப்ரமாநய ॥
padaṡabdaṃ tu mē ṡrutvā munirvākyamabhāṣata ।
kiṃ cirāyasi mē putra! pānīyaṃ kṣipramānaya ॥
Hearing the sound of my footsteps, the Muni said:
"O son! why have you delayed so long?
Please give me the water quick".
2.64.8 யந்நிமித்தமிதம் தாத ஸலிலே க்ரீடிதம் த்வயா ।
உத்கண்டிதா தே மாதேயம் ப்ரவிஸ க்ஷிப்ரமாஸ்ரமம் ॥
yannimittamidaṃ tāta salilē krīḍitaṃ tvayā ।
utkaṇṭhitā tē mātēyaṃ praviṡa kṣipramāṡramam ॥
My dear! Were you playing in the water?
Your mother is agitated!
Come inside the Āṡrama quick!
2.64.9 யத்வ்யலீகம் க்ருதம் புத்ர மாத்ரா தே யதி வா மயா ।
ந தந்மநஸி கர்தவ்யம் த்வயா தாத தபஸ்விநா ॥
yadvyalīkaṃ kṛtaṃ putra mātrā tē yadi vā mayā ।
na tanmanasi kartavyaṃ tvayā tāta tapasvinā ॥
Did your mother or I do anything wrong?
May you, the Tapasvi, not take it to your heart!
2.64.10 த்வம் கதிஸ்த்வகதீநாம் சக்ஷுஸ்த்வம் ஹீநசக்ஷுஷாம் ।
ஸமாஸக்தாஸ்த்வயி ப்ராணா: கிம் த்வம் நோ நாபிபாஷஸே ॥
tvaṃ gatistvagatīnāṃ cakṣustvaṃ hīnacakṣuṣām ।
samāsaktāstvayi prāṇāḥ kiṃ tvaṃ nō nābhibhāṣasē ॥
You are the recourse for us
who are without any other recourse.
You are the eyes for us, who have no eyes.
Our lives are anchored in yours.
Why are you not speaking?
2.64.11 முநிமவ்யக்தயா வாசா தமஹம் ஸஜ்ஜமாநயா ।
ஹீநவ்யஞ்ஜநயா ப்ரேக்ஷ்ய பீதசித்த இவாப்ருவம் ॥
munimavyaktayā vācā tamahaṃ sajjamānayā ।
hīnavyañjanayā prēkṣya bhītacitta ivābruvam ॥
I took a look at that Muni.
My mind was taken over by fear.
I told him in blurred and unclear words,
with all the consonants dropped from them:
2.64.12 மநஸ: கர்ம சேஷ்டாபிரபிஸம்ஸ்தப்ய வாக்பலம் ।
ஆசசக்ஷே த்வஹம் தஸ்மை புத்ரவ்யஸநஜம் பயம் ॥
manasaḥ karma cēṣṭābhirabhisaṃstabhya vāgbalam ।
ācacakṣē tvahaṃ tasmai putravyasanajaṃ bhayam ॥
Managing my mind, faculties, and
the strength in my voice by an effort of will,
I acquainted him with the frightful
incident that happened to his son.
2.64.13 க்ஷத்ரியோऽஹம் தஸரதோ நாஹம் புத்ரோ மஹாத்மந: ।
ஸஜ்ஜநாவமதம் து:கமிதம் ப்ராப்தம் ஸ்வகர்மஜம் ॥
kṣatriyō'haṃ daṡarathō nāhaṃ putrō mahātmanaḥ ।
sajjanāvamataṃ duḥkhamidaṃ prāptaṃ svakarmajam ॥
I am a Kshatriya. My name is Daṡaratha.
O Mahātma! I am not your son.
This sorrow befell entirely out of my own deeds
that would be condemnable by any sane person.
2.64.14 பகவம்ஸ்சாபஹஸ்தோऽஹம் ஸரயூதீரமாகத: ।
ஜிகாம்ஸுஸ்ஸ்வாபதம் கஞ்சிந்நிபாநே சாऽகதம் கஜம் ॥
bhagavaṃṡcāpahastō'haṃ sarayūtīramāgataḥ ।
jighāṃsuṡṡvāpadaṃ kañcinnipānē cā'gataṃ gajam ॥
O Bhagawan! I came to the banks of river Sarayu
with bow in my hands, intending to kill
any beast of prey or elephant
that might come there to drink water.
2.64.15 ததஸ்ஸ்ருதோ மயா ஸப்தோ ஜலே கும்பஸ்ய பூர்யத: ।
த்விபோऽயமிதி மத்வாऽயம் பாணேநாபிஹதோ மயா ॥
tataṡṡrutō mayā ṡabdō jalē kumbhasya pūryataḥ ।
dvipō'yamiti matvā'yaṃ bāṇēnābhihatō mayā ॥
Then I heard the sound of a pot being filled with water.
I mistook it to be the sound of an elephant
and shot it with my arrow.
2.64.16 கத்வா நத்யாஸ்தத ஸ்தீரமபஸ்யமிஷுணா ஹ்ருதி ।
விநிர்பிந்நம் கதப்ராணம் ஸயாநம் புவி தாபஸம் ॥
gatvā nadyāstata stīramapaṡyamiṣuṇā hṛdi ।
vinirbhinnaṃ gataprāṇaṃ ṡayānaṃ bhuvi tāpasam ॥
Then I went to the bank of the river
and saw a Muni, his heart ripped by the arrow,
lying all but dead on the ground.
2.64.17 பகவச்சஸப்தமாலக்ஷ்ய மயா கஜஜிகாம்ஸுநா ।
விஸ்ருப்டோऽம்பஸி நாராசஸ்தேந தே நிஹதஸ்ஸுத: ॥
bhagavacchaṡabdamālakṣya mayā gajajighāṃsunā ।
visṛpṭō'mbhasi nārācastēna tē nihatassutaḥ ॥
O Bhagawan! I wanted to aim at the sound
to kill the elephant, and shot the arrow towards the waters.
But your son was killed, instead!
2.64.18 ததஸ்தஸ்யைவ வசநாதுபேத்ய பரிதப்யத: ।
ஸ மயா ஸஹஸா பாண உத்ருதோ மர்மதஸ்ததா ॥
tatastasyaiva vacanādupētya paritapyataḥ ।
sa mayā sahasā bāṇa udhṛtō marmatastadā ॥
I then approached him and
pulled the arrow from his vitals,
as he, suffering severely, requested me to!
2.64.19 ஸ சோத்ருதேந பாணேந தத்ரைவ ஸ்வர்கமாஸ்தித: ।
பவந்தௌ பிதரௌ ஸோசந்நந்தாவிதி விலப்ய ச ॥
sa cōdhṛtēna bāṇēna tatraiva svargamāsthitaḥ ।
bhavantau pitarau ṡōcannandhāviti vilapya ca ॥
He left instantaneously to heaven
when the arrow was pulled out,
grieving and lamenting for you,
his parents, who are blind!
2.64.20 அஜ்ஞாநாத்பவத: புத்ரஸ்ஸஹஸாऽபிஹதோ மயா ।
ஸேஷமேவம் கதே யத்ஸ்யாத்தத்ப்ரஸீதது மே முநி: ॥
ajñānādbhavataḥ putrassahasā'bhihatō mayā ।
ṡēṣamēvaṃ gatē yatsyāttatprasīdatu mē muniḥ ॥
Your son was killed by me instantaneously, by mistake.
For whatever has happened and
whatever is left to be done henceforth,
may the Muni have pity on me!
2.64.21 ஸ தச்ச்ருத்வா வச: க்ரூரம் மயோக்தமகஸம்ஸிநா ।
நாஸகத்தீவ்ரமாயாஸமகர்தும் பகவாந்ருஷி: ॥
sa taccrutvā vacaḥ krūraṃ mayōktamaghaṡaṃsinā ।
nāṡakattīvramāyāsamakartuṃ bhagavānṛṣiḥ ॥
Hearing me speak those wretched and sad words,
that Ṛshi, the Bhagawān, could not help but give in to grief.
2.64.22 ஸ பாஷ்பபூர்ணவதநோ நிஸ்ஸ்வஸந்ஸோககர்ஸித: ।
மாமுவாச மஹாதேஜா: க்ருதாஞ்ஜலிமுபஸ்திதம் ॥
sa bāṣpapūrṇavadanō niṡṡvasanṡōkakarṡitaḥ ।
māmuvāca mahātējāḥ kṛtāñjalimupasthitam ॥
That supremely radiant Muni,
with his face filled with tears,
heaving sighs and tormented by grief,
said to me as I stood by with palms joined:
2.64.23 யத்யேததஸுபம் கர்ம ந த்வம் மே கதயேஸ்ஸ்வயம் ।
பலேந்மூர்தாஸ்ம தே ராஜந் ஸத்யஸ்ஸதஸஹஸ்ரதா ॥
yadyētadaṡubhaṃ karma na tvaṃ mē kathayēssvayam ।
phalēnmūrdhāsma tē rājan sadyaṡṡatasahasradhā ॥
O King! Had you not told me
about this terrible act on your own,
your head would have shattered into
hundreds of thousands of pieces immediately.
2.64.24 க்ஷத்ரியேண வதோ ராஜந்! வாநப்ரஸ்தே விஸேஷத: ।
ஜ்ஞாநபூர்வம் க்ருதஸ்ஸ்தாநாச்ச்யாவயேதபி வஜ்ரிணம் ॥
kṣatriyēṇa vadhō rājan! vānaprasthē viṡēṣataḥ ।
jñānapūrvaṃ kṛtassthānāccyāvayēdapi vajriṇam ॥
Wanton killing by a Kshatriya,
of a Vana-dwelling anchorite especially,
would topple even the
wielder of the thunderbolt (Indra) from his place.
the wielder of the thunderbolt (Indra)
2.64.25 ஸப்ததா து பலேந்மூர்தா முநௌ தபஸி திஷ்டதி ।
ஜ்ஞாநாத்விஸ்ருஜதஸ்ஸஸ்த்ரம் தாத்ருஸே ப்ரஹ்மசாரிணி ॥
saptadhā tu phalēnmūrdhā munau tapasi tiṣṭhati ।
jñānādvisṛjataṡṡastraṃ tādṛṡē brahmacāriṇi ॥
Whoever shoots an arrow knowingly on a
Muni, who is sitting in Tapa,
or anyone similarly involved in matters of Brahman,
will find his head split into seven pieces.
2.64.26 அஜ்ஞாநாத்திக்ருதம் யஸ்மாதிதம் தேநைவ ஜீவஸி ।
அபி ஹ்யத்ய குலம் ந ஸ்யாதிக்ஷ்வாகூணாம் குதோ பவாந் ॥
ajñānāddhikṛtaṃ yasmādidaṃ tēnaiva jīvasi ।
api hyadya kulaṃ na syādikṣvākūṇāṃ kutō bhavān ॥
You are still alive only because
you have done it out of ignorance.
If not, the entire race of Ikshwākus would
have been wiped out; where would you be then!
2.64.27-28 நய நௌ ந்ருப! தம் தேஸமிதி மாம் சாப்யபாஷத ।
அத்ய தம் த்ரஷ்டுமிச்சாவ: புத்ரம் பஸ்சிமதர்ஸநம் ॥
ருதிரேணாவஸிக்தாங்கம் ப்ரகீர்ணாஜிநவாஸஸம் ।
ஸயாநம் புவி நிஸ்ஸம்ஜ்ஞம் தர்ம ராஜவஸம் கதம் ॥
naya nau nṛpa! taṃ dēṡamiti māṃ cābhyabhāṣata ।
adya taṃ draṣṭumicchāvaḥ putraṃ paṡcimadarṡanam ॥
rudhirēṇāvasiktāṅgaṃ prakīrṇājinavāsasam ।
ṡayānaṃ bhuvi nissaṃjñaṃ dharma rājavaṡaṃ gatam ॥
Then he said to me:
Lead both of us, O King, to that place.
We would like to have a last look
at him, our son, whose body is covered in blood,
whose deer skin garb is in disarray,
who lies on the ground senseless,
and who has passed into the keeping of Yama!
2.64.29 ஆதாஹமேகஸ்தம் தேஸம் நீத்வா தௌ ப்ருஸது:கிதௌ ।
அஸ்பர்ஸயமஹம் புத்ரம் தம் முநிம் ஸஹ பார்யயா ॥
āthāhamēkastaṃ dēṡaṃ nītvā tau bhṛṡaduḥkhitau ।
asparṡayamahaṃ putraṃ taṃ muniṃ saha bhāryayā ॥
Then, all by myself, I took both of them
including his wife, who were overwhelmed by grief,
to that place and made them touch their son.
62.64.30 தௌ புத்ரமாத்மநஸ்ஸ்ப்ருஷ்ட்வா தமாஸாத்ய தபஸ்விநௌ ।
நிபேததுஸ்ஸரீரேऽஸ்ய பிதா சாஸ்யேதமப்ரவீத் ॥
tau putramātmanasspṛṣṭvā tamāsādya tapasvinau ।
nipētatuṡṡarīrē'sya pitā cāsyēdamabravīt ॥
Then those two Tapasvis approached
their son, touched him and fell on his body.
Then the father said these words:
2.64.31 நாபிவாதயஸே மாத்ய ந ச மாऽமபிபாஷஸே ।
கிம் நு ஸேஷே து பூமௌ த்வம் வத்ஸ! கிம் குபிதோ ஹ்யஸி ॥
nābhivādayasē mādya na ca mā'mabhibhāṣasē ।
kiṃ nu ṡēṣē tu bhūmau tvaṃ vatsa! kiṃ kupitō hyasi ॥
My dear! You do not greet me today!
You are not speaking lovingly! Are you angry with us?
Why are you sleeping here on the ground?
2.64.32 ந த்வஹம் தே ப்ரியம் புத்ர! மாதரம் பஸ்ய தார்மிக ।
கிம் நு நாலிங்கஸே புத்ர ஸுகுமார வசோ வத ॥
na tvahaṃ tē priyaṃ putra! mātaraṃ paṡya dhārmika ।
kiṃ nu nāliṅgasē putra sukumāra vacō vada ॥
My son, do you not like me?
Then, look at your mother, O Dhārmika!
Why won’t you give me a hug!
O gentle one, say something!
2.64.33 கஸ்ய வாऽபரராத்ரேऽஹம் ஸ்ரோஷ்யாமி ஹ்ருதயங்கமம் ।
அதீயாநஸ்ய மதுரம் ஸாஸ்த்ரம் வாந்யத்விஸேஷத: ॥
kasya vā'pararātrē'haṃ ṡrōṣyāmi hṛdayaṅgamam ।
adhīyānasya madhuraṃ ṡāstraṃ vānyadviṡēṣataḥ ॥
Whose sweet and lovely voice will I hear in the early hours,
reciting Ṡastras and other exquisite texts?
2.64.34 கோ மாம் ஸந்த்யாமுபாஸ்யைவ ஸ்நாத்வா ஹுதஹுதாஸந: ।
ஸ்லாகயிஷ்யத்யுபாஸீந: புத்ர ஸோகபயார்திதம் ॥
kō māṃ sandyāmupāsyaiva snātvā hutahutāṡanaḥ ।
ṡlāghayiṣyatyupāsīnaḥ putra ṡōkabhayārditam ॥
Who would speak to me as I
take bath, pay salutations to Sandhya,
complete fire rituals and sit
nervously, distressed by grief?
2.64.35 கந்தமூலபலம் ஹ்ருத்வா கோ மாம் ப்ரியமிவாதிதிம் ।
போஜயிஷ்யத்யகர்மண்யமப்ரக்ரஹமநாயகம் ॥
kandamūlaphalaṃ hṛtvā kō māṃ priyamivātithim ।
bhōjayiṣyatyakarmaṇyamapragrahamanāyakam ॥
Who will gather roots and fruits and feed me,
the one who cannot work,
who cannot earn and who has no guide,
like the most welcome guest?
2.64.36 இமாமந்தாம் ச வ்ருத்தாம் ச மாதரம் தே தபஸ்விநீம் ।
கதம் வத்ஸ! பரிஷ்யாமி க்ருபணாம் புத்ரகர்திநீம் ॥
imāmandhāṃ ca vṛddhāṃ ca mātaraṃ tē tapasvinīm ।
kathaṃ vatsa! bhariṣyāmi kṛpaṇāṃ putragardhinīm ॥
My dear! How can I offer succor to your blind and aged mother,
the pitiful Tapasvini, who yearns for her son?
2.64.37 திஷ்ட மா மா கம: புத்ர! யமஸ்ய ஸதநம் ப்ரதி ।
ஸ்வோ மயா ஸஹ கந்தாஸி ஜநந்யா ச ஸமேதித: ॥
tiṣṭha mā mā gamaḥ putra! yamasya sadanaṃ prati ।
ṡvō mayā saha gantāsi jananyā ca samēdhitaḥ ॥
My son! Hold on! Do not, please do not
leave for the abode of Yama!
You could go tomorrow, along with me and your mother!
2.64.38 உபாவபி ச ஸோகார்தாவநாதௌ க்ருபணௌ வநே ।
க்ஷிப்ரமேவ கமிஷ்யாவஸ்த்வயா ஹீநௌ யமக்ஷயம் ॥
ubhāvapi ca ṡōkārtāvanāthau kṛpaṇau vanē ।
kṣipramēva gamiṣyāvastvayā hīnau yamakṣayam ॥
Both of us also, tormented by grief,
and pitiful in this Vana without you,
shall go very soon to the abode of Yama!
2.64.39 ததோ வைவஸ்வதம் த்ருஷ்ட்வா தம் ப்ரவக்ஷ்யாமி பாரதீம் ।
க்ஷமதாம் தர்மராஜோ மே பிப்ருயாத்பிதராவயம் ॥
tatō vaivasvataṃ dṛṣṭvā taṃ pravakṣyāmi bhāratīm ।
kṣamatāṃ dharmarājō mē bibhṛyātpitarāvayam ॥
When I see Yama, the Dharmarāja, the son of Vaivaswan,
I will plead: “May I be condoned!
May he be allowed to support his parents!”
2.64.40 தாதுமர்ஹதி தர்மாத்மா லோகபாலோ மஹாயஸா: ।
ஈத்ருஸஸ்ய மமாக்ஷய்யா மேகாமபயதக்ஷிணாம் ॥
dātumarhati dharmātmā lōkapālō mahāyaṡāḥ ।
īdṛṡasya mamākṣayyā mēkāmabhayadakṣiṇām ॥
It befits the highly renowned Dharmātma,
the lord of the worlds, to grant me
this one comforting boon, that means everything to me.
To be Continued
Ayodhya Kaanda - Sarga 64
In this Sarga, Daṡaratha proceeds to the Āṡrama of the aged parents of the Muni whom he killed accidentally. The blind parents think that it is their son who has come and asks him for the reason for the delay.
Daṡaratha tells him about the horrible mistake he has done. The parents cry and ask him to take them to their son. They cry pitifully, falling on the body of their son and give up their lives on their son’s funeral pyre, after cursing Daṡaratha also to die, crying for his own son.
After narrating to Kousalyā that recollection of killing of the son of Muni, the king laments about what he has done to Rāma, and breathes his last, past midnight.
2.64.1 வதமப்ரதிரூபம் து மாஹர்ஷேஸ்தஸ்ய ராகவ: ।
விலபந்நேவ தர்மாத்மா கௌஸல்யாம் புநரப்ரவீத் ॥
vadhamapratirūpaṃ tu māharṣēstasya rāghavaḥ ।
vilapannēva dharmātmā kausalyāṃ punarabravīt ॥
Lamenting on that unprecedented kind
of killing of the Maharshi,
Rāghava, the Dharmātma said again to Kousalyā:
2.64.2 ததஜ்ஞாநாந்மஹத்பாபம் க்ருத்வாஹம் ஸங்குலேந்த்ரிய: ।
ஏகஸ்த்வசிந்தயம் புத்யா கதம் நு ஸுக்ருதம் பவேத் ॥
tadajñānānmahatpāpaṃ kṛtvāhaṃ saṅkulēndriyaḥ ।
ēkastvacintayaṃ budhyā kathaṃ nu sukṛtaṃ bhavēt ॥
With that sinful act committed out of ignorance,
all my senses were shaken.
I, alone by myself, wondered
what the right course of action, thereafter, would be! It should be everyone’s experience to have committed a few mistakes in childhood/youth, out of sheer ignorance, that could have caused considerable damage.
One would, then, feeling embarrassed to disclose the mistake to anyone, try to think of the next step, all by oneself. Vālmeeki captures that juvenile behavior here.
2.64.3 ததஸ்தம் கடமாதாய பூர்ணம் பரமவாரிணா ।
ஆஸ்ரமம் தமஹம் ப்ராப்ய யதாऽக்யாதபதம் கத: ॥
tatastaṃ ghaṭamādāya pūrṇaṃ paramavāriṇā ।
āṡramaṃ tamahaṃ prāpya yathā'khyātapathaṃ gataḥ ॥
Then I filled the pot with the best of the waters,
and took the foot track, as I was told,
and reached the Āṡrama.
2.64.5 தத்ராஹம் துர்பலாவந்தௌவ்ருத்தாவபரிணாயகௌ ।
அபஸ்யம் தஸ்ய பிதரௌ லூநபக்ஷாவிவ த்விஜௌ ॥
தந்நிமித்தாபிராஸீநௌ கதாபிரபரிஸ்ரமௌ ।
தாமாஸாம் மத்க்ருதே ஹீநாவுதாஸீநாவநாதவத் ॥
tatrāhaṃ durbalāvandhauvṛddhāvapariṇāyakau ।
apaṡyaṃ tasya pitarau lūnapakṣāviva dvijau ॥
tannimittābhirāsīnau kathābhirapariṡramau ।
tāmāṡāṃ matkṛtē hīnāvudāsīnāvanāthavat ॥
There I saw his weak, blind and aged parents,
who looked like birds with their wings severed,
who seemed forlorn and indifferent,
who were talking about their son,
who had no one to lead them now
and whose hopes were lost because of me!
2.64.6 ஸோகோபஹதசித்தஸ்ச பயஸந்த்ரஸ்தசேதந: ।
தச்சாऽஸ்ரமபதம் கத்வா பூயஸ்ஸோகமஹம் கத: ॥
ṡōkōpahatacittaṡca bhayasantrastacētanaḥ ।
taccā'ṡramapadaṃ gatvā bhūyaṡṡōkamahaṃ gataḥ ॥
With my mind distressed with grief,
and my heart palpitating with fear,
I went to that Āṡrama. And once again, I plunged into grief.
2.64.7 பதஸப்தம் து மே ஸ்ருத்வா முநிர்வாக்யமபாஷத ।
கிம் சிராயஸி மே புத்ர! பாநீயம் க்ஷிப்ரமாநய ॥
padaṡabdaṃ tu mē ṡrutvā munirvākyamabhāṣata ।
kiṃ cirāyasi mē putra! pānīyaṃ kṣipramānaya ॥
Hearing the sound of my footsteps, the Muni said:
"O son! why have you delayed so long?
Please give me the water quick".
2.64.8 யந்நிமித்தமிதம் தாத ஸலிலே க்ரீடிதம் த்வயா ।
உத்கண்டிதா தே மாதேயம் ப்ரவிஸ க்ஷிப்ரமாஸ்ரமம் ॥
yannimittamidaṃ tāta salilē krīḍitaṃ tvayā ।
utkaṇṭhitā tē mātēyaṃ praviṡa kṣipramāṡramam ॥
My dear! Were you playing in the water?
Your mother is agitated!
Come inside the Āṡrama quick!
2.64.9 யத்வ்யலீகம் க்ருதம் புத்ர மாத்ரா தே யதி வா மயா ।
ந தந்மநஸி கர்தவ்யம் த்வயா தாத தபஸ்விநா ॥
yadvyalīkaṃ kṛtaṃ putra mātrā tē yadi vā mayā ।
na tanmanasi kartavyaṃ tvayā tāta tapasvinā ॥
Did your mother or I do anything wrong?
May you, the Tapasvi, not take it to your heart!
2.64.10 த்வம் கதிஸ்த்வகதீநாம் சக்ஷுஸ்த்வம் ஹீநசக்ஷுஷாம் ।
ஸமாஸக்தாஸ்த்வயி ப்ராணா: கிம் த்வம் நோ நாபிபாஷஸே ॥
tvaṃ gatistvagatīnāṃ cakṣustvaṃ hīnacakṣuṣām ।
samāsaktāstvayi prāṇāḥ kiṃ tvaṃ nō nābhibhāṣasē ॥
You are the recourse for us
who are without any other recourse.
You are the eyes for us, who have no eyes.
Our lives are anchored in yours.
Why are you not speaking?
2.64.11 முநிமவ்யக்தயா வாசா தமஹம் ஸஜ்ஜமாநயா ।
ஹீநவ்யஞ்ஜநயா ப்ரேக்ஷ்ய பீதசித்த இவாப்ருவம் ॥
munimavyaktayā vācā tamahaṃ sajjamānayā ।
hīnavyañjanayā prēkṣya bhītacitta ivābruvam ॥
I took a look at that Muni.
My mind was taken over by fear.
I told him in blurred and unclear words,
with all the consonants dropped from them:
2.64.12 மநஸ: கர்ம சேஷ்டாபிரபிஸம்ஸ்தப்ய வாக்பலம் ।
ஆசசக்ஷே த்வஹம் தஸ்மை புத்ரவ்யஸநஜம் பயம் ॥
manasaḥ karma cēṣṭābhirabhisaṃstabhya vāgbalam ।
ācacakṣē tvahaṃ tasmai putravyasanajaṃ bhayam ॥
Managing my mind, faculties, and
the strength in my voice by an effort of will,
I acquainted him with the frightful
incident that happened to his son.
2.64.13 க்ஷத்ரியோऽஹம் தஸரதோ நாஹம் புத்ரோ மஹாத்மந: ।
ஸஜ்ஜநாவமதம் து:கமிதம் ப்ராப்தம் ஸ்வகர்மஜம் ॥
kṣatriyō'haṃ daṡarathō nāhaṃ putrō mahātmanaḥ ।
sajjanāvamataṃ duḥkhamidaṃ prāptaṃ svakarmajam ॥
I am a Kshatriya. My name is Daṡaratha.
O Mahātma! I am not your son.
This sorrow befell entirely out of my own deeds
that would be condemnable by any sane person.
2.64.14 பகவம்ஸ்சாபஹஸ்தோऽஹம் ஸரயூதீரமாகத: ।
ஜிகாம்ஸுஸ்ஸ்வாபதம் கஞ்சிந்நிபாநே சாऽகதம் கஜம் ॥
bhagavaṃṡcāpahastō'haṃ sarayūtīramāgataḥ ।
jighāṃsuṡṡvāpadaṃ kañcinnipānē cā'gataṃ gajam ॥
O Bhagawan! I came to the banks of river Sarayu
with bow in my hands, intending to kill
any beast of prey or elephant
that might come there to drink water.
2.64.15 ததஸ்ஸ்ருதோ மயா ஸப்தோ ஜலே கும்பஸ்ய பூர்யத: ।
த்விபோऽயமிதி மத்வாऽயம் பாணேநாபிஹதோ மயா ॥
tataṡṡrutō mayā ṡabdō jalē kumbhasya pūryataḥ ।
dvipō'yamiti matvā'yaṃ bāṇēnābhihatō mayā ॥
Then I heard the sound of a pot being filled with water.
I mistook it to be the sound of an elephant
and shot it with my arrow.
2.64.16 கத்வா நத்யாஸ்தத ஸ்தீரமபஸ்யமிஷுணா ஹ்ருதி ।
விநிர்பிந்நம் கதப்ராணம் ஸயாநம் புவி தாபஸம் ॥
gatvā nadyāstata stīramapaṡyamiṣuṇā hṛdi ।
vinirbhinnaṃ gataprāṇaṃ ṡayānaṃ bhuvi tāpasam ॥
Then I went to the bank of the river
and saw a Muni, his heart ripped by the arrow,
lying all but dead on the ground.
2.64.17 பகவச்சஸப்தமாலக்ஷ்ய மயா கஜஜிகாம்ஸுநா ।
விஸ்ருப்டோऽம்பஸி நாராசஸ்தேந தே நிஹதஸ்ஸுத: ॥
bhagavacchaṡabdamālakṣya mayā gajajighāṃsunā ।
visṛpṭō'mbhasi nārācastēna tē nihatassutaḥ ॥
O Bhagawan! I wanted to aim at the sound
to kill the elephant, and shot the arrow towards the waters.
But your son was killed, instead!
2.64.18 ததஸ்தஸ்யைவ வசநாதுபேத்ய பரிதப்யத: ।
ஸ மயா ஸஹஸா பாண உத்ருதோ மர்மதஸ்ததா ॥
tatastasyaiva vacanādupētya paritapyataḥ ।
sa mayā sahasā bāṇa udhṛtō marmatastadā ॥
I then approached him and
pulled the arrow from his vitals,
as he, suffering severely, requested me to!
2.64.19 ஸ சோத்ருதேந பாணேந தத்ரைவ ஸ்வர்கமாஸ்தித: ।
பவந்தௌ பிதரௌ ஸோசந்நந்தாவிதி விலப்ய ச ॥
sa cōdhṛtēna bāṇēna tatraiva svargamāsthitaḥ ।
bhavantau pitarau ṡōcannandhāviti vilapya ca ॥
He left instantaneously to heaven
when the arrow was pulled out,
grieving and lamenting for you,
his parents, who are blind!
2.64.20 அஜ்ஞாநாத்பவத: புத்ரஸ்ஸஹஸாऽபிஹதோ மயா ।
ஸேஷமேவம் கதே யத்ஸ்யாத்தத்ப்ரஸீதது மே முநி: ॥
ajñānādbhavataḥ putrassahasā'bhihatō mayā ।
ṡēṣamēvaṃ gatē yatsyāttatprasīdatu mē muniḥ ॥
Your son was killed by me instantaneously, by mistake.
For whatever has happened and
whatever is left to be done henceforth,
may the Muni have pity on me!
2.64.21 ஸ தச்ச்ருத்வா வச: க்ரூரம் மயோக்தமகஸம்ஸிநா ।
நாஸகத்தீவ்ரமாயாஸமகர்தும் பகவாந்ருஷி: ॥
sa taccrutvā vacaḥ krūraṃ mayōktamaghaṡaṃsinā ।
nāṡakattīvramāyāsamakartuṃ bhagavānṛṣiḥ ॥
Hearing me speak those wretched and sad words,
that Ṛshi, the Bhagawān, could not help but give in to grief.
2.64.22 ஸ பாஷ்பபூர்ணவதநோ நிஸ்ஸ்வஸந்ஸோககர்ஸித: ।
மாமுவாச மஹாதேஜா: க்ருதாஞ்ஜலிமுபஸ்திதம் ॥
sa bāṣpapūrṇavadanō niṡṡvasanṡōkakarṡitaḥ ।
māmuvāca mahātējāḥ kṛtāñjalimupasthitam ॥
That supremely radiant Muni,
with his face filled with tears,
heaving sighs and tormented by grief,
said to me as I stood by with palms joined:
2.64.23 யத்யேததஸுபம் கர்ம ந த்வம் மே கதயேஸ்ஸ்வயம் ।
பலேந்மூர்தாஸ்ம தே ராஜந் ஸத்யஸ்ஸதஸஹஸ்ரதா ॥
yadyētadaṡubhaṃ karma na tvaṃ mē kathayēssvayam ।
phalēnmūrdhāsma tē rājan sadyaṡṡatasahasradhā ॥
O King! Had you not told me
about this terrible act on your own,
your head would have shattered into
hundreds of thousands of pieces immediately.
2.64.24 க்ஷத்ரியேண வதோ ராஜந்! வாநப்ரஸ்தே விஸேஷத: ।
ஜ்ஞாநபூர்வம் க்ருதஸ்ஸ்தாநாச்ச்யாவயேதபி வஜ்ரிணம் ॥
kṣatriyēṇa vadhō rājan! vānaprasthē viṡēṣataḥ ।
jñānapūrvaṃ kṛtassthānāccyāvayēdapi vajriṇam ॥
Wanton killing by a Kshatriya,
of a Vana-dwelling anchorite especially,
would topple even the
wielder of the thunderbolt (Indra) from his place.
the wielder of the thunderbolt (Indra)
2.64.25 ஸப்ததா து பலேந்மூர்தா முநௌ தபஸி திஷ்டதி ।
ஜ்ஞாநாத்விஸ்ருஜதஸ்ஸஸ்த்ரம் தாத்ருஸே ப்ரஹ்மசாரிணி ॥
saptadhā tu phalēnmūrdhā munau tapasi tiṣṭhati ।
jñānādvisṛjataṡṡastraṃ tādṛṡē brahmacāriṇi ॥
Whoever shoots an arrow knowingly on a
Muni, who is sitting in Tapa,
or anyone similarly involved in matters of Brahman,
will find his head split into seven pieces.
2.64.26 அஜ்ஞாநாத்திக்ருதம் யஸ்மாதிதம் தேநைவ ஜீவஸி ।
அபி ஹ்யத்ய குலம் ந ஸ்யாதிக்ஷ்வாகூணாம் குதோ பவாந் ॥
ajñānāddhikṛtaṃ yasmādidaṃ tēnaiva jīvasi ।
api hyadya kulaṃ na syādikṣvākūṇāṃ kutō bhavān ॥
You are still alive only because
you have done it out of ignorance.
If not, the entire race of Ikshwākus would
have been wiped out; where would you be then!
2.64.27-28 நய நௌ ந்ருப! தம் தேஸமிதி மாம் சாப்யபாஷத ।
அத்ய தம் த்ரஷ்டுமிச்சாவ: புத்ரம் பஸ்சிமதர்ஸநம் ॥
ருதிரேணாவஸிக்தாங்கம் ப்ரகீர்ணாஜிநவாஸஸம் ।
ஸயாநம் புவி நிஸ்ஸம்ஜ்ஞம் தர்ம ராஜவஸம் கதம் ॥
naya nau nṛpa! taṃ dēṡamiti māṃ cābhyabhāṣata ।
adya taṃ draṣṭumicchāvaḥ putraṃ paṡcimadarṡanam ॥
rudhirēṇāvasiktāṅgaṃ prakīrṇājinavāsasam ।
ṡayānaṃ bhuvi nissaṃjñaṃ dharma rājavaṡaṃ gatam ॥
Then he said to me:
Lead both of us, O King, to that place.
We would like to have a last look
at him, our son, whose body is covered in blood,
whose deer skin garb is in disarray,
who lies on the ground senseless,
and who has passed into the keeping of Yama!
2.64.29 ஆதாஹமேகஸ்தம் தேஸம் நீத்வா தௌ ப்ருஸது:கிதௌ ।
அஸ்பர்ஸயமஹம் புத்ரம் தம் முநிம் ஸஹ பார்யயா ॥
āthāhamēkastaṃ dēṡaṃ nītvā tau bhṛṡaduḥkhitau ।
asparṡayamahaṃ putraṃ taṃ muniṃ saha bhāryayā ॥
Then, all by myself, I took both of them
including his wife, who were overwhelmed by grief,
to that place and made them touch their son.
62.64.30 தௌ புத்ரமாத்மநஸ்ஸ்ப்ருஷ்ட்வா தமாஸாத்ய தபஸ்விநௌ ।
நிபேததுஸ்ஸரீரேऽஸ்ய பிதா சாஸ்யேதமப்ரவீத் ॥
tau putramātmanasspṛṣṭvā tamāsādya tapasvinau ।
nipētatuṡṡarīrē'sya pitā cāsyēdamabravīt ॥
Then those two Tapasvis approached
their son, touched him and fell on his body.
Then the father said these words:
2.64.31 நாபிவாதயஸே மாத்ய ந ச மாऽமபிபாஷஸே ।
கிம் நு ஸேஷே து பூமௌ த்வம் வத்ஸ! கிம் குபிதோ ஹ்யஸி ॥
nābhivādayasē mādya na ca mā'mabhibhāṣasē ।
kiṃ nu ṡēṣē tu bhūmau tvaṃ vatsa! kiṃ kupitō hyasi ॥
My dear! You do not greet me today!
You are not speaking lovingly! Are you angry with us?
Why are you sleeping here on the ground?
2.64.32 ந த்வஹம் தே ப்ரியம் புத்ர! மாதரம் பஸ்ய தார்மிக ।
கிம் நு நாலிங்கஸே புத்ர ஸுகுமார வசோ வத ॥
na tvahaṃ tē priyaṃ putra! mātaraṃ paṡya dhārmika ।
kiṃ nu nāliṅgasē putra sukumāra vacō vada ॥
My son, do you not like me?
Then, look at your mother, O Dhārmika!
Why won’t you give me a hug!
O gentle one, say something!
2.64.33 கஸ்ய வாऽபரராத்ரேऽஹம் ஸ்ரோஷ்யாமி ஹ்ருதயங்கமம் ।
அதீயாநஸ்ய மதுரம் ஸாஸ்த்ரம் வாந்யத்விஸேஷத: ॥
kasya vā'pararātrē'haṃ ṡrōṣyāmi hṛdayaṅgamam ।
adhīyānasya madhuraṃ ṡāstraṃ vānyadviṡēṣataḥ ॥
Whose sweet and lovely voice will I hear in the early hours,
reciting Ṡastras and other exquisite texts?
2.64.34 கோ மாம் ஸந்த்யாமுபாஸ்யைவ ஸ்நாத்வா ஹுதஹுதாஸந: ।
ஸ்லாகயிஷ்யத்யுபாஸீந: புத்ர ஸோகபயார்திதம் ॥
kō māṃ sandyāmupāsyaiva snātvā hutahutāṡanaḥ ।
ṡlāghayiṣyatyupāsīnaḥ putra ṡōkabhayārditam ॥
Who would speak to me as I
take bath, pay salutations to Sandhya,
complete fire rituals and sit
nervously, distressed by grief?
2.64.35 கந்தமூலபலம் ஹ்ருத்வா கோ மாம் ப்ரியமிவாதிதிம் ।
போஜயிஷ்யத்யகர்மண்யமப்ரக்ரஹமநாயகம் ॥
kandamūlaphalaṃ hṛtvā kō māṃ priyamivātithim ।
bhōjayiṣyatyakarmaṇyamapragrahamanāyakam ॥
Who will gather roots and fruits and feed me,
the one who cannot work,
who cannot earn and who has no guide,
like the most welcome guest?
2.64.36 இமாமந்தாம் ச வ்ருத்தாம் ச மாதரம் தே தபஸ்விநீம் ।
கதம் வத்ஸ! பரிஷ்யாமி க்ருபணாம் புத்ரகர்திநீம் ॥
imāmandhāṃ ca vṛddhāṃ ca mātaraṃ tē tapasvinīm ।
kathaṃ vatsa! bhariṣyāmi kṛpaṇāṃ putragardhinīm ॥
My dear! How can I offer succor to your blind and aged mother,
the pitiful Tapasvini, who yearns for her son?
2.64.37 திஷ்ட மா மா கம: புத்ர! யமஸ்ய ஸதநம் ப்ரதி ।
ஸ்வோ மயா ஸஹ கந்தாஸி ஜநந்யா ச ஸமேதித: ॥
tiṣṭha mā mā gamaḥ putra! yamasya sadanaṃ prati ।
ṡvō mayā saha gantāsi jananyā ca samēdhitaḥ ॥
My son! Hold on! Do not, please do not
leave for the abode of Yama!
You could go tomorrow, along with me and your mother!
2.64.38 உபாவபி ச ஸோகார்தாவநாதௌ க்ருபணௌ வநே ।
க்ஷிப்ரமேவ கமிஷ்யாவஸ்த்வயா ஹீநௌ யமக்ஷயம் ॥
ubhāvapi ca ṡōkārtāvanāthau kṛpaṇau vanē ।
kṣipramēva gamiṣyāvastvayā hīnau yamakṣayam ॥
Both of us also, tormented by grief,
and pitiful in this Vana without you,
shall go very soon to the abode of Yama!
2.64.39 ததோ வைவஸ்வதம் த்ருஷ்ட்வா தம் ப்ரவக்ஷ்யாமி பாரதீம் ।
க்ஷமதாம் தர்மராஜோ மே பிப்ருயாத்பிதராவயம் ॥
tatō vaivasvataṃ dṛṣṭvā taṃ pravakṣyāmi bhāratīm ।
kṣamatāṃ dharmarājō mē bibhṛyātpitarāvayam ॥
When I see Yama, the Dharmarāja, the son of Vaivaswan,
I will plead: “May I be condoned!
May he be allowed to support his parents!”
2.64.40 தாதுமர்ஹதி தர்மாத்மா லோகபாலோ மஹாயஸா: ।
ஈத்ருஸஸ்ய மமாக்ஷய்யா மேகாமபயதக்ஷிணாம் ॥
dātumarhati dharmātmā lōkapālō mahāyaṡāḥ ।
īdṛṡasya mamākṣayyā mēkāmabhayadakṣiṇām ॥
It befits the highly renowned Dharmātma,
the lord of the worlds, to grant me
this one comforting boon, that means everything to me.
To be Continued