This story is about Emperor Alexandra the Great who was
travelling towards India on his Favorite horse Busiphalus. His
triumphant march was such a splendid and glorious pageant that
everyone rushed to catch a glimpse of it. But by the side of the
road along which the entourage marched, a person clad in yellow
slept unperturbed by it. The emperor's attention was turned to this
one man who was not at all worried about his march. The emperor
rode to him. When he came near, that person calmly got up and sat
down crossed-legged.
The emperor asked, "Do you know who am I?"
The robed persson replied, "No, I don't know you."
"I am Emperor Alexander the Great," said the emperor.
The robed person said, "All right, what about it?"
"I possess all the land from Macedonia to India." said the
emperor.
"So?" the robed person replied.
"I am the lord of nine great rivers in the land from Macedonia to
India, and all the fields, orchards and houses on this vast area of
land belong to me."
The robed person said, "Emperor, may I ask a question or
two?"
The emperor replied, "Yes. Go on."
"Emperor, do you get hungry sometimes?" the robed person asked
gently.
The emperor answered, "Yes."
"When you are hungry, do you eat all the produce of the flieds,
orchards, and lands you own?" he questioned.
"No, I eat only a little food." the emperor replied.
"Emperor, do you feel thirsty sometimes?" the robed person
continued.
"Certainly." the emperor replied.
"Do you drink the water in all the rivers you own when you are
thirsty?" the robed person prodded.
"No, I only drink a little to quench my thirst."
"Do you feel sleepy at times?"
The emperor answered, "Yes, of course."
"when you are sleepy, do you sleep on all the lands from Macedonia
to India?" the robed person queried.
The emperor replied, "No, of course not."
"Emperor, then what on earth is the meaning of all the material
gains you have acquired?" the robed one finally asked.
The robed person who taught Emperor Alexander the Great about the
difference between material wealth and spiritual wealth was a
Venerable Buddhist monk. What lasts is spiritual wealth.
The last days of the mighty Emperor Alexander the Great was brought
on by a tiny mosquito. He eventually succumbed to malaria.
~ Extract from an article by Ven. Weragoda Sarada Nayaka Maha
Thero, in Vaidurya vol.
42