THE GREAT CHRONICLE OF BUDDHAS
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Thus, the eight
kunzas
of Jasmine flowers stood round the Buddha like a canopied ceiling
and curtains of flowers on the top, on the right, left and back, leaving a space in front just
enough for the Buddha to enter. It is remarkable that the flowers fell in place with the
flower stalks turning inward and petals outward in an orderly fashion.
The flower curtain around the Buddha, like a silver screen, moved along together with
Him as if it were an animate body, without sundering apart or sliding down. It stopped
wherever the Buddha made a rest. Rays of light emitted continuously from five places,
namely, the front and the back, the right and left sides and from atop the head of the
Buddha, like millions of flashes of lightning. Having emerged from the body of the
Buddha, every single shaft of these rays first turned clockwise three times round Him,
forming a mass of bright light (resembling a beam of search-light directed towards the
Buddha), the size of a young palm tree, before shooting away ahead of Him.
The whole city of RÈjagaha (with a population of eighteen crores) agog with excitement
and agitation, came out clamourously. Of the eighteen crores of men and women, there was
none who came out without holding vessels filled with alms-food for offering.
All the citizens, clamouring and proclaiming aloud and courageously like a lion king,
throwing aloft their twisted head-dresses, moved along in large groups, leading the
procession before the Buddha. The Buddha, in order to bring out the attributes of Sumana,
the simple flower seller, walked along the main streets within the city covering an area of
approximately three gavutas. Hence the entire body of Sumana was suffused with five
forms of delightful satisfaction, (
pÊti
).
Sumana, went along with the Buddha only for a distance, like a person who took a plunge
into a red orpiment-coloured stream of water, he entered into the compass of the brilliant
rays emitted by the Buddha and after paying reverential homage to Him, left for home
carrying the empty flower basket.
On arrival at his house, his wife asked him: ‚Where are the flowers?‛ He replied: ‚My
dear, I have offered the flowers to the Buddha.‛ His wife then asked: ‚What about
presentation of flowers to the King?‛ Whereupon, Sumana replied: ‚Let the King kill me
should he so desire, expel me from the country, but I have offered the flowers to the
Buddha at the sacrifice of my life. The eight
kunzas
of flowers, which formed only eight
handfuls, had indeed worked miracles. (He related in detail what actually had happened).
The whole eighteen crores of citizens are now following the procession in honour of the
Buddha, making loud proclamations. What you are hearing is their cheers congratulating
me on my deed of merit.‛ He thus told her in a delightful tone full of deep satisfaction.
Sumana's wife, being very foolish and ignorant, took not the slightest interest in the
miraculous display of the glories of the Buddha and scolded her husband with abusive
words and said: ‚Kings are harsh and ruthless. Once you have incurred their displeasure,
your hands and feet are cut off. I may also be adversely effected by your acts, which bring
ruin to me.‛ Nagging continuously, she left, taking away her children to see the King at the
palace. The King asked her: ‚What is your complaint?‛ She complained thus: ‚Your
Majesty, my husband, Sumana, the flower seller, had offered the Buddha all the flowers
that were to be presented to you as usual and returned home empty handed. When I asked
him: ‘Where are the flowers?’ he related to me what he had done with them. I scolded him
in many ways, saying: ‘Kings are very harsh and ruthless. Once you incurred their
displeasure, your hands and feet are cut off. I may also be adversely effected by your act
which bring ruin to me.‛ After severing my relationship with him, I have come to your
presence. Whatever he has done, good or bad, that is his own affairs, his responsibility. Let
him fare according to his deeds all by himself your Majesty, I have forsaken that husband
of mine and I make this formal report in advance to your Majesty.‛
King BimbisÈra had become a noble disciple (
ariya
sÈvaka
) having attained the Fruition
stage of
sotapana
ever since his meeting with the Buddha at the Grove of young palms,
near the city of RÈjagaha, and, as such, his confidence in Him was unshakable. The King
thought: ‚This woman is so foolish and stupid, she cannot arouse devotional faith in the
glories and miraculous powers of the Buddha‛ and pretending to be indignant asked her: