O brave Kuru prince, O friend of Krishna, do not feel sad
Phalguna, I came as hunter and fought to know your prowess.
Now accept the divine Pasupata arrow, go and vanquish
your enemies and rule the world for a long time.
O Siva, the Lord of the Universe, I seek your
refuge, forgive me my immaturity.
O Goddess, I did not realise it was you.
Please forgive me for all my sins.
Rise, handsome prince; do not grieve,
you are the most valiant in your clan.
I wanted to feel the power of your arms
and that’s why I staged this fight.
I fought with you hard and thus
came to know your full prowess
I am most delighted with your blows;
I will wipe off the world’s misery.
Sloka:
Arjuna falls on a bed of flowers, is sore all over, shaken and tired. He wakes up and makes a Sivalinga (Siva idol) with mud and starts worshipping it. He is surprised and confused to see that the flowers he offers to the Sivalinga are ending up on the Hunter’s head.
O destroyer of Kamadeva, look at my plight!
O Lord who washes away sins, please grant me death.
O Lord, the flowers that I offered are seen
on the head of a mere hunter,
Sloka: (chollezhum vijaya)
Arjuna, on realising that he has no more arrows in his quiver, beats the Hunter’s head with his bow whereupon Ganga, who resides in Siva’s locks, snatches the bow. A disillusioned Arjuna calls to the Almighty.
Sloka:
The Huntress curses Arjuna, who continues to shoot arrows at the Hunter. Arjuna is aghast to see that all his arrows end up as flowers on the Hunter.
If you still won’t listen to me, let your famous quiver run dry of arrows.
O Pandava, if you ignore my words
and continue to battle,
may all the arrows you unleash
end in a shower of flowers!
O huntress, you get lost, you dumbhead
if you jump into the battle without
any fear I will puncture
your body with my arrows.
[Arjuna and the Hunter again engage in fierce battle and shower arrows on each other. The Huntress once again interrupts Arjuna and speaks.]
Arjuna, you fool! This is no hunter
if you harm with your arrows
the one who burnt Kamadeva
you are going to self-destruct.
My Lady, my whole body is
torn apart by his sharp arrows,
take a look, I am going to
finish off Arjuna today.
[The battle resumes and the Huntress pulls aside Arjuna.]
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