Bhagavatgeeta Chapter 1 Shlokas 12-19

Om| May the Lord Ganapati bestow his blessings upon the seeker to understand the Geetashastra as it needs to be understood||

Tasya sanjanayan harsham kuruvruddah pitamahaha|
Simhanaadam vinadyoccchai shamkham dadmuhu prataapavaan||12||
(On hearing that Duryodhana ordered Dronacharya to protect Bheeshma at any cost) To please Duryodhana, the elder most among the Dhartarashtras,  their brave great grandfather(Bhishma) blew his conch which sounded like a roar of a lion. 

Tatah shankaashcha bheryascha panavaanaka gomukhaha|
Sahasaivaabhyahanyanta sa shabdastumulo bhavat||13||

(Following his lead) Numerous drums, trumpets, conches, horns were blown together creating a cacophony in the warfield. 

Tatah shwetairhayai yuktai mahati syandane sthitou|
Madhavah pandavaschaiva divyou shankhou pradadmatuhu||14||

Then, Krishna and Arjuna, seated in a huge chariot pulled by white horses, blew their celestial conches(in response) 

Paanchajanyam Hrishikesho Devadattam Dhananjayaha|
Poundhram dadmuhu mahashankham bheemakarma vrukodaraha||15||

 Krishna blew his conch named Panchajanya, Arjun blew his conch named Devadatta, the giant Bheema capable of doing great deeds blew his conch named Poundhra. 

Anantavijayam raja kuntiputro Yudhishtiraha|
Nakulah Sahadevascha Sughosha Manipushpakou||16||

The son of Kunti, the king, Yudhishthira blew his conch named Anantavijaya, Nakula blew his conch named Sughosha and Sahadeva blew his conch Manipushpaka. 

Kashyascha parameshwasaha Shikhandi cha maharataha|
Yuyudhano Viratascha Satyakischaaparaajitaha||17||

The great Kashi raja, valorous Shikhandi, Yuyudhana, Virata and the invincible Satyaki(blew their conches) 

Drupado Droupadeyaascha sarvashaha pruthiveepate|
Soubhadradrascha mahaabahuhu shankhaan dadmuhu pruthak pruthak||18||

Drupada, the sons of Droupadi and other great kings of various lands, Subhadra's son(Abhimanyu) blew their conches repeatedly. 

Sa ghosho dhartaraashrraanam hrudayaani vyadaarayat|
Nabhascha pruthiveeshchaiva tumulo vyanunaadayan||19||

This resonance shook the hearts of the Dhartarashtras, sending tumultuous vibrations into the sky and the earth. 

Abstract:
In the earlier Shlokas, it can be noted that Duryodhana, while introducing Pandavas army and his own army to Drunacharya, seems to be elated in his own glory and confident of his victory by taking into account the size of the armies. His army has 11 akhouhinis whereas Pandavas' army has only 7. Here, Bheeshma declares their readiness for war by blowing his conch loudly. He is trying to please Duryodhana here again by re-affirming his loyalty to Dhartarasthras by blowing his conch on their behalf. Nonetheless, the Pandava army responds equally by blowing their conches with the same or even more vigour. This unexpected response from the Pandavas, shakes the confidence among the Dhartarasthras for a while. 


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