The Life Stories of the Monks – 1782
Ascetic Life in Their Final Existence
The commentary says nothing much about their good works done during the
existences after their lives as the recluse Sarada and the householder
Sirivaḍḍhana, but it gives an account of their lives in the last existence.
Just before the appearance of our Buddha Gotama, a virtuous man, the future
Ven. Sāriputta, who had formerly been recluse Sarada, was conceived in the
womb of a Brahmin woman, a merchant’s wife, Rūpasārī by name, in the village
of Upatissa, near the city of Rājagaha. On that very day, another virtuous man,
formerly Sarada’s friend, Sirivaḍḍhana, the future Moggallāna, took conception
in the womb of Moggalī, wife of another merchant, in the village of Kolita, also
near Rājagaha. These two great families had been
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very friendly
households for seven generations.
When they were born, after ten months had elapsed, each boy was looked after
by 66 nurses. On the naming day, the son born of Rūpasārī was named Upatissa
because he was the scion of the head of Upatissa village. The son born of
Moggalī was named Kolita as his family was chief in Kolita village. When the
two boys grew up, they became accomplished in all kinds of crafts.
The ceremonial paraphernalia of the youth Upatissa included 500 golden
palanquins to accompany him constantly whenever he paid a visit to the river, to
the garden or to the hill for sport and pleasure. As for the youth Kolita, it was
500 chariots drawn by the best breed of horses that usually went along with him.
In Rājagaha, there was an annual festival held on the hilltop. For the two friends
the couches were fixed and prepared at the same place. Both took their seats
together, and while watching the show, they laughed when there was humour
and they were shocked when there was horror; they also gave awards when they
were supposed to do.
After enjoying the show in this manner many times, one day they became more
sober at the show and were no longer amused by the funny scenes, nor
frightened by the horrible ones. Also, there were absolutely no more awards
given where they were expected. Both of them thought thus: “Where are those
things attractive to the eyes on this festive occasion? Those who participate in
the show and those who come to see it will all disappear before the end of 100
years. We should therefore search for some form of spirituality for our escape
from Saṁsāra.” They reflected on the miseries of life.