ਸ੍ਵੈਯਾ ॥

SWAYYA,

Seeing the dreadful form of Chandi (whose vehicle is the lion). All the demons were filled with awe.,

She manifested herself in queer form, holding the conch, disc and bow in her hand.,

Rasktavija moved forward and knowing his superb strength, he challenged the goddess for a fight.,

And said, “Thou has named thyself as Chandika come forward to fight with me.”153.,

When the army of Raktavija was was destroyed or ran away, then in great fury, he himself came forward to fight.,

He fought a very fierce battle with Chandika and (while fighting) his sword fell down from his hand, but he did not lose heart.,

Taking the bow in hand and recouping his strength, he is swimming in the ocean of blood like this,

As though he wass the Sumeru mountain like the one used at the time of churning of ocean by the gods and demons.154.,

The powerful demon waged the war with great anger and swam over and crossed the ocean of blood.,

Holding his sword and controlling his shield, he ran forward and challenged the lion.,

Seeing his coming, Chandi shot an arrow from her bow, which caused the demon to become unconscious and fall down.,

It seemed that the brother of Rama (Bharat) had caused Hanuman to fall down with he mountain.155.,

The demon got up again and holding the sword in his hand he waged the war with powerful Chandi.,

He wounded the lion, whose blood flowed enormously and fell upon the earth.,

The poet hath described this scence in a very attractive manner.,

According to him, the colour of the ochre-mountain is melting and falling on earth in the rainy season.156.,

Filled with rage, Chandika waged a fierce war with Raktavija in the battlefield.,

She pressed the army of the demons in an instant, just as the oilman presses the oil from the sesame seed.,

The blood is dripping on the earth just as the dyer’s colour-vessel cracks and the colour spreads.,

The wounds of the demons glitter like the lamps in the containers.157.,

Wherever the blood of Raktavija fell, many Raktavijas rose up there.,

Chandi caught hold of her ferocious bow and killed all of them with her arrows.,

Through all the new born Raktavijas were killed, still more Raktavijas rose up, Chandi killed all of them.

They all die and are reborn like bubbles produced by rain and then immediately becoming extinct.158.,

As many drops of blood of Raktavija fall on the ground, so many Raktavijas come into being.,

Shouting loudly “kill her, kill her”, those demons run before Chandi.,

Seeing this scene at that very moment, the poet imagined this comparison,

That in the glass-palace only one figure multiplies itself and appears like this.159.,

Many Raktavijas rise and in fury, wage the war.,

The arrows are shot from the ferocious bow of Chandi like the rays of the sun.,

Chandi killed and destroyed them, but they rose up again, the goddess continued killing them like the paddy thrashed by the wooden pestle.

Chandi hath separated their heads with her double-edged sword just as the fruit of marmelos breaks away from the tree.160.,

Many Raktavijas rising up, with swords in their hands, moved towards Chandi like this. Such demons rising from the drops of blood in great numbers, shower the arrows like rain.,

Such demons rising from the drops of blood in great numbers, shower the arrows like rain.,

Chandi again took her ferocious bow in her hand shooting volley of arrows killed all of them.,

The demons rise from the blood like the hair rising in cold season.161.,

Many Raktavijas have gathered together and with force and swiftness, they have besieged Chandi.,

Both the goddess and the lion together have killed all these forces of demons.,

The demons rose up again and produced such a loud voice which broke the contemplation of the sages.,

All the efforts of goddess were lost, but the pride of Raktavija was not decreased.162.,