Once upon a time when Brahmadatta was reigning in Benares, the Bodhisatta was born into a northern Brahmin family in Kasi; and when he grew up, he renounced the world for the hermit’s life. He won the Higher Knowledges and the Attainments, and dwelt in the enjoyment of the bliss of insight in the Himalayas, with five hundred pupils around him. Once, when the rainy season had come, his pupils said to him, “Master, may we go to the village and bring back salt and vinegar?” “For my own part, sirs, I shall remain here; but you may go for your health’s sake, and come back when the rainy season is over.”

“Very good,” said they, and taking a respectful leave of their master, came to Benares, where they took up their abode in the royal chatram. On the morning they went in quest of alms to a village just outside the city gates, where they had plenty to eat; and next day they made their way into the city itself. The kindly citizens gave alms to them, and the king was soon informed that five hundred hermits from the Himalayas had taken up their abode in the royal chatram, and that they were ascetics of great austerity, subduing the flesh, and of great virtue. Hearing this good character of them, the king went to the chatram and graciously made them welcome to stay there for four months. They promised that they would, and then onwards were fed in the royal palace and lodged in the chatram. But one day a drinking festival was held in the city, and the king gave the five hundred hermits a large supply of the best spirits, knowing that such things rarely come in the way of those who renounce the world and its vanities. The ascetics drank the liquor and went back to the chatram. There, in drunken-mood, some danced, some sang, whilst others, wearied of dancing and singing, kicked about their rice hampers and other belongings, after which they lay down to sleep. When they had slept off their drunkenness and awoke to see the traces of their revelry, they wept and lamented, saying, “We have done that which we ought not to have done. We have done this evil because we are away from our master.” Immediately, they quit the chatram and returned to the Himalayas. Laying aside their bowls and other belongings, they saluted their master and took their seats. The Master asked,”Well! Were you comfortable amid the haunts of men, and were you spared weary journeyings in quest of alms? Did you dwell in unity one with another?”

The deciples said,”Yes, master, we were comfortable; but we drank forbidden drink, so that, losing our senses and forgetting ourselves, we both danced and sang.”

the Bodhisatta said,”This is what is sure to happen to those who are not living under a master’s care. Hence, never do such a thing again.” Living on with insight unbroken, he became destined to re birth there after in the Brahma Realm.