Ja 388 Tuṇḍilajātaka
The Story about (the Brothers) Tuṇḍila (6s)
In the present one monk is very much afraid of death, and even little sounds make him jumpy. The Buddha tells a story of two pigs whose flesh was wanted for a feast. The elder taught about the nature of impermanence. The multitude were astonished at his wisdom and the king raised both of them to a high state.
The Bodhisatta = (the pig) Mahātuṇḍila (Big Snout),
the monk afraid of death = (the pig) Cullatuṇḍila (Little Snout),
Ānanda = the king (of Benares) (rājā),
the Buddha’s disciples = the rest of the cast (parisa).
Keywords: Impermanence, Death, Animals.
“Something strange today.” The Teacher told this tale while dwelling in Jetavana, concerning a monk who feared death. He was born in Sāvatthi of good family and was ordained in the dispensation: but he feared death and when he heard even a little moving of a bough, or falling of a stick or voice of bird or
In the past when Brahmadatta was king in Benares, the Bodhisatta was conceived by a wild sow: in due time she brought forth two male young. One day she took them and lay down in a pit. An old woman of a village at the gate of Benares was coming home with a basket-full of cotton from the cotton field
In time they grew up and became fat. When the old woman was asked to sell them for money, she answered, “They are my children,” and would not sell them. On a certain feast-day some lewd fellows were drinking strong drink, and when their meat was done they considered where they could get meat: finding out that there were pigs in the old woman’s house, they took money and going there, said: “Mother, take this money and give us one of those pigs.” She said: “Enough, young men: are there people who would give their children to buyers to eat their flesh?” and so refused them. The fellows said: “Mother, pigs cannot be children of men, give them to us,” but they could not get this though they asked again and again. Then they made the old woman drink strong drink, and when she was drunk, saying: “Mother, what will you do with the pigs? Take the money and spend it,” they put pieces of money in her hand. She took the pieces saying: “I cannot give you Mahātuṇḍila, take Cullatuṇḍila.” “Where is he?” “There he is in that bush.” “Call him.” “I don’t see any food for him.” The fellows sent for a vessel of rice at a price. The old woman took it, and filling the pig’s trough which stood at the door she waited by it. Thirty fellows stood by with nooses in their hands. The old woman called him, “Come, little Cullatuṇḍila, come.”
1. “Something strange today I fear:
The trough is full, and mistress by;
Men, noose in hand, are standing near:
To eat appears a jeopardy.”
Then the Bodhisatta hearing him said: “Brother Cullatuṇḍila, the purpose for which my mother rears pigs all this time
2. “You fear, and look for aid, and quake,
But, helpless, whither can you flee?
We’re fattened for our flesh’s sake:
Eat, Tuṇḍila, and cheerfully.
3. Plunge bold into the crystal pool,
Wash all the stains of sweat away:
You’ll find our ointment wonderful,
Whose fragrance never can decay.”
As he considered the Ten Perfections, setting the Perfection of Loving-Kindness before him as his guide, and uttered the first line, his voice reached and extended to Benares over the whole twelve leagues. At the instant of hearing it, the people of Benares from kings and viceroys downwards came, and those who did not come stood listening in their houses. The king’s men breaking down the bush levelled the ground and scattered sand. The drunkenness left the lewd fellows, and throwing away the nooses they stood listening to the Dhamma: and the old woman’s drunkenness left her also. The Bodhisatta began to preach the Dhamma to Cullatuṇḍila among the multitude.
Cullatuṇḍila hearing him, thought: “My brother says so to me; but it is never our custom to plunge into the pool, and by bathing to wash away sweat from our bodies and after taking away old stain to get new ointment: why does my brother say so to me?” So he spoke the fourth verse:
4. “But what is that fair crystal pool,
And what the stains of sweat, I pray?
And what the ointment wonderful,
Whose fragrance never can decay?”
The Bodhisatta hearing this said: “Then listen with attentive ear,” and so expounding the Dhamma with the ease of a Buddha he spoke these verses:
5. “Dhamma is the fair crystal pool,
Wrong is the stain of sweat, they say;
Virtue’s the ointment wonderful,
Whose fragrance never will decay.
6. Men that lose their life are glad,
Men that keep it feel annoy;
Men should die and not be sad,
As at mid-month’s festal joy.”
So the Great Being expounded the Dhamma in a sweet voice with a Buddha’s charm. The multitude by thousands snapped their fingers and waved their cloths, and the air was full of the cry, “Good, good.” The king of Benares honoured the Bodhisatta with royal place, and giving glory to the old woman he caused both pigs to be bathed in perfumed water, and clothed with robes, and ornamented with jewels on the neck, and put them in the position of his sons in the city: so he guarded them with a great retinue. The Bodhisatta gave the Five Precepts to the king, and all the inhabitants of Benares and Kāsi kept the Precepts.
The Bodhisatta preached the Dhamma to them on the fast days (new and full moon), and sitting in judgment decided cases: while he lived there were no bringers of unjust suits. Afterwards the king died. The Bodhisatta did the last honours to his body; then he caused a book of judgments to be written and said: “By observing this book you should settle suits,” so having expounded the Dhamma to the people and preached to them with zeal, he went to the forest with Cullatuṇḍila while they all wept and lamented. Then the Bodhisatta’s preaching went on for sixty thousand years.
After the lesson, the Teacher declared the Truths and identified the Jātaka, at the end of the Truths the monk who feared death was established in the fruition of the First Path, “In those days the king was Ānanda, Cullatuṇḍila was the monk who fears death, the multitude was the Saṅgha, Mahātuṇḍila myself.”
last updated: November 2021