I am not ashamed I lost to you, Rama

I am now leaving to do penance.

 

Sloka:

Hearing these words, Parasurama looked at Sreerama closely and saw the form of Vishnu in him. Sage Parasurama happily said thus.

Here I have strung your bow,

now tell me where to send the arrow

 

To kill a Brahmin like you

I consider it improper

 

Your good deeds or your mind’s strength,

tell me which one should I break.

 

Here take my bow now and

string it if you can

 

If what you say is true Bhargava

Then who am I, O revered sage?

 

I have destroyed the entire Kshatriya

clan; haven’t you heard that?

 

But that woman was not my mother,

O great soul known for noble deeds!

 

Reference:

Parasurama has killed his mother as per the orders of his father and later he told father to resuscitate his mother.

You killed an old demoness

and how appropriate it was! huh!!

 

O Sage Bhargava, when I saw you approaching

with arrows I realised you are a saint!

 

Sloka:

As Dasaratha spoke thus and prostrated in front of Parasurama, the sage kicked him away and seething with anger spoke to the blue-hued Sreerama.