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นิทานชาดก เป็นสมบัติล้ำค่าของชาวพุทธ

นิทานชาดก มิใช่เรื่องที่แต่งขึ้นเพื่อสอนคุณธรรม แต่เป็นเรื่องในอดีตชาติของพระสัมมาสัมพุทธเจ้า ที่พระองค์ทรงแสดงแก่พระภิกษุในโอกาสต่างๆ เพื่อเป็นแบบแผนในการทำความดี

หลักธรรมที่ได้จากการรับชมและรับฟังนิทานชาดกนี้ สามารถนำไปใช้ให้เป็นคุณประโยชน์ในการดำเนินชีวิตของตนเองและผู้อื่น

นันทวิสาลชาดก

ชาดก ว่าด้วยการใช้ วาจาไพเราะ

Once in the advent of the Buddha, there were 6 monks called Pra Abbaggi. They weren't determined to conduct the righteousness and always had a fight.

Well, how dare you to look at my face? An arrogant novice like you needs the taste of my right punch.

Ouch! I never looked at your face.

After receiving food, don't eat yet. Clean the lodging for me first. Get it?

Cruel! I also have to do the religious observances.

When the Lord Buddha realized, he called on Pra Abbaggi and gavethem his instruction.

How can the Great Teacher know about this?

It must be the ones who were hit accusing us.

Hear me, monks. A person who speaks obscenity brings himself the catastrophe because he isn't pleased by anyone, even a beast.

Then the Lord Buddha recollected his previous lives and told Nandavisala Jataka to illustrate.

In the reign of King Gandhara, who sat on the throne of Takkasila, there was a Brahmin who brought up a calf as well as taking care of his own child.

You're so adorable. Nandavisal, my son. Grow up well, my child.

From a little calf, he later grew up to be an ox who was muscular, having strong hooves and ankles.

Nandavisal, wait for me. I can't catch you up.

You stop there and rest. Plowing only 4 or 5 plots of paddle is so easy.

I can do it myself. Well, if you say so. Thanks, son. I'm gonna get the wages first, then I'll find you some fresh grass.

The old Brahmin was alone and very poor. He only had the young ox by his side. They knew each other's mind and connected with the understandable language.

Father, you took the trouble and brought me up. You must be so tired. I want to return your favor.

Well, well, that's all right, son. Just helping me plow or yoking a wagon for wages is the way to return my favor.

I'd like to help you find more money, so you'll be happier. Son, you help me with everything. What else will you do for me?

I think I'm strong enough to bet on dragging wagon with others. Well, you just showed be the short cut to get rrich,

tell me what to do. I want you to challenge the rich man of Takkasila to let me drag his 100 wagons and deal on 1,000 kahapana (4,000 bt.).

A hundred of wagons! Can you deal with that?

It's really heavy.

Of course, I can. Tell him to fill up every wagon with stuffs. Don't forget to tell him that you have the strongest ox in Takkasila. He must deal because the rich ones won't let anyone overcome them.

You're so brilliant, son.

Next morning, the old Brahmin took Nandavisal, the ox to the rich man to gamble.

What's so special with that ox. I don't believe that any oxen can drag a hundred of stuffed wagons.

Are you boastful, old man?

I don't showy, Rich man. My ox can really do it or I won't dare to deal with you.

If you're so sure, I'll take the bet. Anyway, it?

how much you wanna bet on it?

All of my savings which is 1,000 kahapana. I'm so confident because there's no ox who's as strong and obedient as my child.

Do you want to take a closer look of my ox, Rich man?

Of course, I want to see it. Where is your ox?

Here he is, Rich man, my child, Nandavisal, the ox. His ears are slender like the edge of a sacred fig tree's leaf, his horns are curved like the trident of Krishna. His neck and legs are as strong asa log.

Well, he seems strong but I still don't believe that he can drag a hundred of wagons.

My son, Nandavisal, can do it certainly.

Next 3 days, you bring Nandavisal to the city plaza.

I'll wait there.

I hope he is strong just like you bragged

or else your 1,000 kahapana will be mine.

After making an appointment, the Brahmin took his beloved ox home.

The old man spent the rest 3 days collecting money and borrowing some from his relatives until he could get a thousand.

Finally, I can make it. Well, Nandavisal really do it? Tomorrow we'll see.

Though he was confident in Nandavisal's strenght and gratefulness, owing to his poverty, the Brahmin couldn't help thinking too much.

If we lose, I'll be broke. The gamble is bad. It doesn't happen, but I start to worry.

Finally, the day came, the young ox woke the old man up and went to the city plazy. The villagers who heard the news gathered round to witnessed this gamble.

Wow! That's the ox who'll drag a hundred of wagons.

How can he be that strong?

Poor Brahmin, you waste your money. How about the money you borrowed me? Will I get it back?

Don't listen to them, Father.

I take the rich man's side. 10 to 1.

Who's taking the bet?

Let's say 20 to 1.

I'll bear 1 kakanuek.

Well, well, I'm just kidding.

You dare to bear it.

Did you hear that, Old-man?

Don't get lose.

My money can buy a handful of grass.

They really annoy me. They keep looking down on me. I'd better butt them.

Old man, your ox only eats grass on the field. How can he be strong enough to drag the wagons?

Just a drop of honey or a lump of butter he never tastes or smells. How can he gain the strength? It's so funny.

Let's go, son. Don't listen to them. If you're really determined, we must win.

Right, Father.

The old Brahmin could do nothing but consoled the ox. Actually, he also didn't believe in Nandavisal's ability.

I'll be surely broke.

When the old Brahmin and Nandavisal saw the wagons he had to drag, he was startled.

Every wagon is loaded up with soil. Oh, boy! Can my child drag them? Oh, boy! Can my child drag them?

How's that, Old man? Does it make you sweat, doesn't it? You ask for trouble and get broke.

On the previous night, the old Brahmin couldn't sleep because he was scared to lose. Tomorrow we'll see. He was mocked,

so he started to regret for the money because he was sure that he would lose. When he went up on the wagon that were tied together and saw Nandavisal stood still, he was disheartened.

Even when the drum signal was over, the wagons still didn't move. Why don't they move? I'm gonna broke.

The old Brahmin was worried and scared to lose. His shamefulness and regretting for money made him angry.

Why don't you drag the wagons, Nandavisal? You naughty ox, you're useless. Drag the wagons right now! You filthy. The showy ox, drag it!

Father, why do you talk to me like that?

Once the old man forgot himself and commanded with his anger, the wagons that started to move became still because the ox was disheartened.

The only thing that moved was the grateful ox's tear that flew profusely over his cheeks showing how much he was sorry.

The noise surrounding him seemed to be more ridiculous.

Useless ox!

Boastful! You both. Go back plowing and eat grass.

The old Brahmin lost the gamble and became broke. He came back and lied down felling depressed. From dusk til dawn, he couldn't eat anything.

How can I find the money to pay the debts? How can I face the others? Oh, no.

Father, do you sleep?

Well, I was fooled to gamble away and broke. How can I sleep? Why are you here? What else do you want to fool me?

Come on, Father. You know I never fool or lie to you. you think I'm bad like you said?

Well, no. I don't.

Nandavisal's words made the Brahmin aware.

You're never naughty, cheating or boastful, Son. It's my fault to get angry and lost my mind and feared. I said bad things to you. I'm sorry, Son. I'm sorry.

That's alright, Father. Don't be sad. Let start over again. You can count on me. I can drag a hundred of wagons but last time I was weary because of being disheartened.

Next time I won't lose it.

You should bet with the rich man again.

Is he gonna deal with us, Son? Last time we just lost the gamble. Come on, Father. We increase the money, let's make it 2,000 kahapana. This time you have to say something nice and encourage me.

Let's go and try again.

Next morning, the exercise took place again. Amidst the same atmosphere, the viewers thought it was hilarious.

At the plaza, the Brahmin yoked Nandavisal to the first wagon. This time the old man put the garland on the ox's neck and said nicely.

He encouraged Nandavisal, his dearest ox,

Son, this 100 hundred wagons are filled up with soil and sand. It's very heavy. You keep dragging. I'll cheer you up.

This time the ox was encouraged by the Brahmin. He was filled with will power. Besides, when the villagers saw the Brahmin saying nicely and encouraging his ox, instead of making fun of them, they were impressed and cheered the ox up.

The grateful ox started to drag the wagons and made the wheels move. Every wagon started to move along. The crowd cheered up.

Hoorey! The wagons are moving. Nandavisal is the best.

The rich man should prepare the money for the old man.

Just a hundred of wagons.

It's so easy.

The rich man gave the money to the Brahmin and admired Nandavisal the ox consistently. The reward of the pleasant words, at that time, wasn't only the honor that the people of Takkasila were pleased with, but also the good deed that was inherited by the people for a very long time.

When the Lord Buddha finished the Jataka, he Lord Buddha told the scriptural verses.

Manunyam eva Bhaseyya Namanunya Kudacanam Manunyam Bhasamanassa Garubhavam Uddadhari Dhanancanam Alabhesi Tena Cattamanu Ahu

A person should say only pleasant words. He shouldn't say obscenity at any time. When the Brahmin said nicely, Nandavisal, the ox, could draw the heavy burden. He made money to the Brahmin and pleased himself by that supporting.

In the time of the Buddha, the old Brahmin became Venerable Ananda. Nandavisal, the ox, turned to be the Lord Buddha.