CAKKA VĀKA JĀTAKA
This story the Master told while dwelling in Jetavana, about a greedy Brother.
It is said that this man, dissatisfied with his mendicant’s robe and other requisites, would go about asking, “Where is there a meal for the Order? Where is there an invitation?” And whenever he heard mention of meat, he showed great delight.
Then some well-meaning Brethren, moved by kindness toward him, reported the matter to the Master. The Master summoned him and asked, “Is it true, Brother, as I hear, that you are greedy?”
“Yes, my lord, it is true,” said he.
“Brother,” said the Master, “why are you greedy, after embracing a faith like ours, which leads to salvation? Greed is sinful. Long ago, by reason of greed, you were not satisfied even with the dead bodies of elephants and other carrion in Benares, and went away into the mighty forest.”
So saying, the Master told a story of the past.
Once upon a time, when Brahmadatta was king of Benares, a greedy Crow was not content with the corpses of elephants in the city or with any of the other offal.
“Now I wonder,” thought he, “what the forests may be like?”
So he went to the forest. But he was still not satisfied with the wild fruits he found there, and so he proceeded to the Ganges. As he passed along the riverbank, he spied a pair of Ruddy Geese.
“Yonder birds are very beautiful,” he thought. “I suppose they find plenty of meat to eat on this Ganges bank. I will question them, and if I too can eat their food, doubtless I shall have a fine colour like theirs.”
Perching not far from the pair, he addressed the Ruddy Goose by reciting two stanzas:
Fine-coloured art thou, fair of form, all plump in body, red of hue,
O Goose! I swear thou art most fair, thy face and senses clear and true!
A-sitting on the Ganges’ bank thou feedest on the pike and bream,
Roach, carp, and all the other fish that swim along the Ganges’ stream!
The Ruddy Goose contradicted him, reciting the third stanza:
No bodies from the tide I eat, nor lying in the wood:
All kinds of weed—on them I feed; that, friend, is all my food.
The Crow then recited two stanzas in reply:
I cannot credit what the Goose avers about his meat.
Things in the village, soused with salt and oil, are what I eat.
A mess of rice, all clean and nice, which a man makes and pours
Upon his meat; but yet, my colour, Goose, is not like yours.
Then the Ruddy Goose recited the remaining stanzas, showing the reason for his ugly colour and declaring righteousness:
Beholding sin your heart within, destroying humankind,
In fear and fright your food you eat; therefore this hue you find.
Crow, you have erred in all the world by sins of former lives,
You have no pleasure in your food; ’tis this your colour gives.
But, friend, I eat and do no hurt, not anxious, at my ease,
Having no trouble, fearing nought from any enemies.
Thus you should do, and mighty grow, renounce your evil ways,
Walk in the world and do no hurt; then all will love and praise.
Who to all creatures kindly is, nor wounds nor makes to wound,
Who harries not, none harry him, gainst him no hate is found.
“Therefore, if you wish to be beloved by the world, abstain from all evil passions,” said the Ruddy Goose, declaring righteousness.
When the Master had ended this discourse, he declared the Truths. At the conclusion of the Truths, the greedy Brother was established in the fruit of the Third Path. He explained:
“At that time, the greedy Brother was the Crow, Rahula’s mother was the mate of the Ruddy Goose, and I was the Ruddy Goose myself.”
Source : The Jataka , E. B. Cowell and W. H. D. Rouse