A rich man lived in a village. From his youth till his old age, he had spent all his time accumulating wealth. He owned many houses and vast tracts of land. As his material wealth increased, his ego expanded with it. He enjoyed boasting about his wealth.
One day, as he was sitting in front of his house with a
stick in his hand, a poor man who was known to be a little stupid passed by.
‘Why are you holding that stick in your hand?’ he asked.
The rich man decided to have some fun with him.
‘It’s a special stick,’ he replied. ‘It has to be given to
an idiot. This stick is passed from person to person, and each person who
receives it must pass it on to someone who is more stupid than he is.’
Giving him the stick, he continued, ‘Now it is your turn to own
it. You must keep it with you until you find someone who is an even bigger
idiot than you.’
The poor man humbly accepted the stick and began his quest to
find someone whom he felt had even less intelligence than he did. Since he was,
by a long way, the least intelligent person in the village, he could not find
anyone to give the stick to.
A few weeks later he heard that the rich man was sick and dying.
He went to visit him, partly to pay his last respects, and partly to tell him
that he hadn’t managed to find anyone to give the stick to. He took his custody
of the stick very seriously and he wanted advice from the rich man on what he
should do with it.
After some preliminary conversation about the rich man’s health
and the fate of the stick, the poor man asked the rich man what was going to
happen to all his money when he died.
‘I have to leave all my money here,’ answered the rich man. ‘I
don’t know where and when I shall be reborn, but I do know that I can’t take
any of my money with me. I shall have to start off with nothing again.’
He relapsed into a glum silence, not relishing the prospect
of being parted from his money.
The poor man, who had never really considered this aspect of
dying before, thought about it for a while and then came to a conclusion.
‘You must have the stick,’ he said, handing it back to him, ‘because
I have suddenly realized that you are an even bigger idiot than I am. Though
you have had a long life and many opportunities, you have accumulated nothing
of value that you can carry forward with you. You have no peace of mind because
you are worried about losing your money, and you have accumulated no good karma
because you have spent your whole life pursuing selfish ends. In a few days the
piles of money you have amassed will have the same value for you as piles of garbage.
This money will have no value for you in your next life. By devoting your
entire life to the accumulation of things that will ultimately prove to be of
no use, you have demonstrated that you are a worthy recipient of the stick.’
He placed the stick on the rich man’s bed and left.