30: The 12th Rains Retreat (Famine) – 1036
shouting loudly. Their masters, the 500 lay devotees, however, did not shout at
all but kept quiet and engaged in fruition-attainment (
phala-samāpatti
) in
solitude.
When the Buddha heard the loud noises of the 500 eaters of leftover food, he
asked Ven. Ānanda: “What are these noises, Ānanda?” – “These noises belong to
the 500 eaters of leftover food, exalted Buddha,” replied Ven. Ānanda.
Then the Buddha said: “Ānanda, not only now do they eat leftover food and
shout loudly, but in former times too they did the same thing. Not only now do
these 500 devotees remain quiet, but in former times too they did so too.” Upon
being requested by Ven. Ānanda, the Buddha related the past incident as follows:
“In ancient times when King Brahmadatta was reigning in Bārāṇasī, the
Bodhisatta was born into the family of a noble man and when he came of age, he
became a counsellor to the king.
One day, hearing of a rebellion in a border area, he harnessed 500 horses of
Sindhava breed and went to the border with the fourfold army. After restoring
peace there, he returned to Bārāṇasī and asked his officers to give the horses
syrup made from grapes, saying: ‘These horses are fatigued. Let them have a
grape drink.’ The officers did as they were told by the king.
The 500 horses then took the flavoured and tasty grape-drinks and went to their
stables and stayed quietly in their respective places.
After giving the syrup to the horses, there was a lot of grapes remaining but
without flavour and taste. The officers asked the king: ‘What shall we do with
the remains from the grapes?’ – ‘Comrades,’ said the king, ‘knead them in water
and filter them with pieces of coarse cloth made of fibres from marsh date
palms and give the water to the mules that carry the food for the horses.’ The
officers acted as they were ordered to by the king.
The mules, who carried the food loads, took the filtered secondary juice and
became intoxicated with pride and they frolicked about braying, jumping and
running in the courtyard. The king opened the palace window, and looking at
the courtyard, he asked the Bodhisatta, the counsellor: “Look, wise man, after
drinking the secondary grape juice, these 500 mules are intoxicated with pride
and they frolic, braying, jumping and running about. But the Sindhava horses,
after drinking the flavoured and delicious syrup of grapes made no sound, not