Ahiguṇḍika-Jātaka

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Source: Adapted from Archaic Translation by H.T. Francis and R.A. Neil
JATAKA No. 365

AHIGUNDIKA-JATAKA

"Lo! here we lie," etc.--This story the Master, while living at Jetavana monastery, told concerning an aged monk. The story has been already told in full in the Salaka Birth. (*1) In this version also the old man after initiating into monkhood a village boy abuses and strikes him. The boy escaped and returned to the world. The old man once more admitted him to holy order of disciples, and acted just as before. The youth, after he had for the third time returned to the world, on being again solicited to come back, would not so much as look the old man in the face. The matter was talked over in the Hall of Truth, how that a certain Elder Monk could live neither with his novice nor without him, while the boy after seeing the old man's fault of temper, being a sensitive youth, would not even look at him. The Master came and asked what was the subject of discussion. When they told him, he said, "Not now only, Brethren(Monks), but formerly also this same youth was a sensitive novice, who after observing the Elder Monk's faults would not so much as look at him." And so saying he told a story of the past.

Once upon a time in the reign of Brahmadatta, king of Benares, the Bodhisattva was born in a corn-merchant's family. And when he was grown up, he got his living by selling corn.

Now a certain snake-charmer caught a monkey and trained him to play with a snake. And when a festival was proclaimed at Benares, he left the monkey with the corn-merchant and roamed about for seven days, making sport with the snake. The merchant meanwhile fed the monkey with food both hard and soft. On the seventh day the snake-charmer got drunk at the festival merry-making, and came back and struck the monkey three times with a piece of bamboo, and then taking him with him to a garden, he tied him up and fell asleep. The monkey got loose from his chain, and climbing up a mango tree, sat there eating the fruit. The snake-charmer on waking up saw the monkey perched on the tree and thought, "I must catch him by enticing him." And in talking with him he repeated the first stanza:

Lo! here we lie, my pretty one, Like gambler by the dice undone. Let fall some mangoes: well we know, Our living to your tricks we owe.

The monkey, on hearing this, uttered the remaining verses:

Your praises, friend, unmeaning sound; A pretty monkey never was found. Who in the stores, when drunk, Did starve and beat me to pain to-day? When I, snake-charmer, call to mind The bed of pain where I reclined, Though I should some day be a king, No prayer from me this boon should wring, Your cruelty remembering. But if a man is known to live Content at home, is likely to give, And springs of gentle race, the wise With such should form the closest ties.

With these words the monkey was lost in a crowd of fellow-monkeys. (*2)

The Master here ended his lesson and identified the Birth: "At that time the old man was the snake-charmer, the novice was the monkey, and I myself was the corn-merchant."

Footnotes:

(1)See No. 249

(2)also "was lost in a grove of trees".