English · T. W. Rhys DavidsThen young Nâgasena said to his father: ‘Is there anything more to be learned in this Brahmanical family of ours, or is this all’
‘There is no more, Nâgasena, my dear. This is all, was the reply.
And young Nâgasena repeated his lesson to his teacher for the last time, and went out of the house, and in obedience to an impulse arising in his heart as the result of previous Karma, sought a place of solitude, where he gave himself up to meditation. And he reviewed what he had learnt throughout from beginning to end, and found no value in it anywhere at all. And he exclaimed in bitterness of soul: ‘Empty forsooth are these Vedas, and as chaff. There is in them neither reality, nor worth, nor essential truth'
That moment the venerable Rohana, seated at his hermitage at Vattaniya, felt in his mind what was passing in the heart of Nâgasena. And he robed himself, and taking his alms-bowl in his hand, he vanished from Vattaniya and appeared near the Brahman village Kaangala. And young Nâgasena, as he stood again in the doorway, saw him coming in the distance. At the sight of him he became happy and glad, and a sweet hope sprang up in his heart that from him he might learn the essential truth. And he went to him, and said: ‘Who art thou, Sir, that thou art thus bald-headed, and wearest yellow robes’
‘They call me a recluse, my child’ (Pabbaita: literally, ‘one who has abandoned; that is, the worldly life). ‘And”’ why do they call thee “one who has aban-
‘Because a recluse is one who has receded from the world in order to make the stain of sinful things recede. It is for that reason, my child, that they call me a recluse.'
‘Why, Sir, dost thou not wear hair as others do'
A recluse shaves off his hair and beard on the recognition of the sixteen impediments therein to the higher life. And whatare those sixteen? The impediments of ornamenting it, and decking it out, of putting oil upon it, of shampooing it, of placing garlands round it, of using scents and unguents, and myrobalan seeds, and dyes, and ribbons, and combs, of calling in the barber, of unravelling curls, and of the possibility of vermin. When their hair falls off they are grieved and harassed; yea, they lament sometimes, and cry, and beat their breasts, or fall headlong in a swoon—and entangled by these and such impediments men may forget those parts of wisdom or learning which are delicate and subtle."
‘And why, Sir, are not thy garments, too, as those of other men’
‘Beautiful clothes, my boy, such as are worn by worldly men, are inseparable from the five cravings’. But whatsoever dangers lurk in dress he who wears the yellow robes knows nothing of. It is for that reason that my dress is not as other men’s.’
‘Dost thou know, Lord, what is real knowledge'
‘Yes, lad, the real knowledge I know; and what is the best hymn (mantra) in the world, that too I know.
Couldst thou teach it, Lord, to me too'
‘Yes, I could.’
‘Teach me, then,’
‘Just now is not the right time for that; we have come down to the village for alms.’