Way Hospitality [Ingratitude]
upon a time there were two merchants who wrote letters back and
forth to each other. They never met face to face. One lived in Benares
and the other lived in a remote border village.
country merchant sent a large caravan to Benares. It had 500 carts
loaded with fruits and vegetables and other products. He told his
workers to trade all these goods with the help of the Benares merchant.
they arrived in the big city they went directly to the merchant.
They gave him the gifts they had brought. He was pleased and invited
them to stay in his own home. He even gave them money for their
living expenses. He treated them with the very best hospitality.
He asked about the well-being of the country merchant and gave them
gifts to take back to him. Since it is easier for a local person
to get a good price, he saw to it that all their goods were fairly
traded. They returned home and told their master all that had happened.
on, the Benares merchant sent a caravan of 500 carts to the border
village. His workers also took gifts to the country merchant. When
they arrived he asked,
do you come from?" They said they came from the Benares merchant,
the one who wrote him letters.
the gifts, the country merchant laughed in a very discourteous way
and said, "Anyone could say they came from the Benares merchant!"
Then he sent them away, giving them no place to stay, no gifts,
and no help at all.
caravan workers went downtown to the marketplace and did the best
they could trading without local help. They returned to Benares
and told their master all that had happened.
too long, the country merchant sent another caravan of 500 carts
to Benares. Again his workers took gifts to the same merchant. When
his workers saw them coming, they said to him, "We know just
how to provide suitable lodgings, food and expense money for these
took them outside the city walls to a good place to camp for the
night. They said they would return to Benares and prepare food and
get expense money for them.
they rounded up all their fellow workers and returned to the campsite
in the middle of the night. They robbed all 500 carts, including
the workers' outer garments. They chased away the bullocks, and
removed and carried off the cart wheels.
villagers were terrified. They ran back home as fast as their legs
could carry them.
city merchant's workers told him all they had done. He said, 'Those
who forget gratitude and ignore simple hospitality wind up getting
what they deserve. Those who do not appreciate the help they have
received soon find that no one will help them anymore."
moral is: If you don't help others, you can't
expect them to help you.