Meditation and Discrimination

Prince Siddhartha was sitting in a garden. His cousin,
Devadatta, was looking here and there restlessly.
Siddhartha said to him, “Why are you so frivolous? Sit
quietly. Meditate.”
Nobody knows nor cares to know as to where the frivolous and flighty Devadatta was born and when he died but Siddhartha, who knew the technique of meditation, went on to become Mahatma Buddha and became the spiritual guide for millions who
worshipped him. He thus attained the supreme fruit of concentration of mind.
Kingship with all the attendant pleasures, luxuries and ostentation was there for the asking, but they would have only taken him to hells. Instead, he made good use of concentration.
What is the good use of concentration? To attain the Supreme Self, the only Truth Absolute.
And from Siddhartha, he became Lord Buddha. The sense of discriminationwas developed in his heart from the childhood itself.
Devadatta had a bow and a few arrows and was hunting for birds. Just then a flock of swans flew that way. Devadatta aimed at a swan and brought it down. It fell where Siddhartha was sitting. Siddhartha lovingly picked it up with due care and took it in his
lap. After gently pulling out the arrow from its body, he applied the juice of certain medicinal herbs on the wound and caressed it with affection. His wish only was that its life should be saved and it should become all right. His pious intentions had its positive
influence on the bird.
In the meantime Devadatta came there and said,
“Brother! Your labours will be to no avail. This
swan is mine. I have shot it down. Give it to me.”
Siddhartha said, “How can it be yours? It is mine
and I will not give it to you.”
“I have shot it down. It is mine.”
“You have wounded it with your arrow, but I have
pulled out the arrow and saved its life by applying
the juice of medicinal herbs on the wound.
Therefore, it is mine.”
“The game bird belongs to the one who hunts it.”
“Never! A creature doesn‟t belong to the one who hurts it; rather it belongs to the one
who helps it.”
“I will teach you a lesson right away.”
Devadatta went to Siddhartha‟s father, King Shuddhodhana, and complained about it.
On being called Siddhartha came there and said, “Father! Devadatta has wounded the bird and I have saved its life. Who is the rightful owner of a creature –the one who tries to take it‟s life or the one who saves it?” Then Siddhartha fixed his affectionate gaze on his father and further elaborated on the moral aspect.
Shuddhodhana was immensely pleased by Siddhartha‟s words. He said, “Son! You are right. What you say is absolutely just and equitable. You are the only rightful owner of
the swan.”
Siddhartha was aware of the significance of meditation. That is why he could get over difficulties with such admirable ease. He made even a cruel person like Devadatta admit defeat.