11.9 The Story about Mahā Dhana, the Rich Man’s Son
Mahādhanaseṭṭhiputtavatthu
Dhp 155-156
Burlingame: Great-Wealth, the Treasurer’s Son
The wealthy youth Mahā Dhana took to drink and squandered both his own and his wife’s money and ended up a beggar; the Buddha explained that if he had applied himself as a lay disciple he would have been amongst the chief rich men; and if he had gone forth he would have attained the paths and fruits; and then he spoke some verses about him.
Keywords: Marriages, Rich Men, Profligacy, Beggars
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“Not having lived the holy life,”
Mahā Dhana (Great Wealth), it seems, was reborn at Bārāṇasī in a household worth 800 million. Now his mother and father thought to themselves: “We have a vast store of wealth in our house, and there is no necessity that our son should do anything else than enjoy himself according to his own good pleasure.” Accordingly they had him instructed in singing and in the playing of musical instruments, and that was all the instruction he received.
Likewise in that same city, in a household worth 800 million of treasure, a daughter also was reborn. The same thought occurred to her mother and father also, and they had her instructed only in dancing and singing.
When the two reached the proper age, they were married with the customary ceremonies. In the course of time both their mothers and fathers died, and then there were twice 800 million of treasure in the same house.
It was the custom of the rich man’s son to go thrice a day to wait upon the king. One day a company of rogues who lived in that city thought to themselves: “If this rich man’s son would only get drunk, it would be a fine thing for us. Let us show him how to get drunk.” Accordingly they procured strong drink, put roast meat,
When they saw him approaching, they began to drink strong drink, placed particles of salt and sugar in their mouths, and took the roots and bulbs in their teeth and chewed them. And they said: “Live for a hundred years, master, rich man! With your help may we be enabled to eat and drink to our heart’s content!” Hearing their words, the youth asked the attendant who followed him: “What are these men drinking?” – “A certain drink, master.” – “Does it taste good?” – “Master, in this world of the living there is no kind of drink to be had comparable to this.” – “In that case,” said the youth: “I must have some too.” So he caused the attendant to bring him first a little and then a little more, and all this he drank.
Now in no long time those rogues discovered that he had taken up the habit of drinking. Then they flocked around him. As time went on, the crowd that surrounded him increased in numbers. He would spend a hundred or two hundred coins at a time on strong drink. It became a habit with him after a time, wherever he happened to be, to pile up a heap of coins and call out as he drank: “Take this coin and fetch me flowers! Take this coin and fetch me perfumes! This man is clever at dicing, and this man at dancing, and this man at singing, and this man at the playing of musical instruments! Give this man a thousand and this man two thousand!” Thus did he spend his money.
In no long time he squandered all the 800 million of treasure that formerly belonged to him. Then those rogues said to him: “Master, your wealth is all spent.” – “Has my wife no money?” – “Yes, master, she has.”
As time went on, he sold his fields and his parks and his gardens and his carriages. He even disposed of the vessels he used at meals, of his coverlets and his cloaks and couches. All that belonged to him, he sold, and the proceeds he spent in riotous living. In old age he sold his house, the property of his family. And those to whom he sold his house took possession of it and straightaway put him out. Thereupon, taking his wife with him, he found lodging near the house-wall of other people’s houses. With a broken begging bowl in his hand, he would go about begging alms. Finally he began to eat the leftovers of other people’s food.
One day he stood at the door of a rest-house, receiving leftovers of food presented to him by novices and young monks. The Teacher saw him and smiled. Thereupon Elder Ānanda asked him why he smiled. The Teacher explained the reason for his smile by saying: “Ānanda, just look here at Mahā Dhana, the rich man! In this very city he has squandered twice 800 million of treasure. Now, accompanied by his wife, he is begging alms. But if, in the prime of life, this man had not squandered his wealth, but had applied himself to business, he would have become the principal rich man in this very city; and if he had gone forth, he would have attained Arahatship, and his wife would have been established in the fruition of Non-returning.
If in middle life he had not squandered his wealth, but had applied himself to business, he would have become the second rich man; and if he had gone forth, he would have become
If in the latter years of his life he had not squandered his wealth, but had applied himself to business, he would have become the third rich man; and if he had gone forth, he would have become a Once-returner,
But now he has fallen away from the wealth of a lay disciple and he has likewise fallen away from the estate of an ascetic. He has become like a heron in a dried-up pond.” So saying, he pronounced the following verses:
155. Acaritvā brahmacariyaṁ, aladdhā yobbane dhanaṁ,
jiṇṇakoñcā ca jhāyanti khīṇamacche va pallale.
Not having lived the holy life,
not having gained wealth in their youth,
they waste away like the herons
in a small lake devoid of fish.
156. Acaritvā brahmacariyaṁ aladdhā yobbane dhanaṁ
senti cāpātikhittā va, purāṇāni anutthunaṁ.
Not having lived the holy life,
not having gained wealth in their youth,
they lie like shafts shot from a bow,
wailing about things in the past.
At the end of the teaching many reached the fruition of Stream-entry and so on.