Buddha was born to the king. The father called the astrologers and asked about the future.
He said, "Either it will be the emperor and either it will be a sage.
In a way, a true emperor is a sage from within. When the king heard the predictions of the astrologers, he got scared that my son should become a monk, it would not be right. The king asked, "Tell me some remedy, because I want the king's son to become the king." The astrologers said that its upbringing and whole life will have to be spent with great care.
That is, your son Siddhartha should never see an old person, never see a sick person and never see a dead person. As long as this happens, he will remain a king, if it does not happen then he will become a monk.
King Shuddhodhana put heaps of things like the best, great palaces, the best food, maidservants and food items for his son Siddhartha.
The father entangled the son in the pleasures and facilities so much that he could not remember the outside world. Shuddhodhana understood that now the question of becoming a monk in the face of so many pleasures does not arise. They were sure.
King Shuddhodhana had made a very sure arrangement that his son Siddhartha could never see the old, sick and dead person in life, because he did not want to lose his son.
Life of Siddhartha:
He was living in opulence and comforts. When he was young, he got married to a beautiful daughter Yashodhara.
After getting married, half of the worries of Shuddhodhana have disappeared, now that the marriage is done, where will it go now? Now my son is bound in bondage. Now there is no question of him going anywhere.
A year later a son was also born. He was named Rahul. Now King Shuddhodhana was absolutely sure that now it cannot go anywhere. One day Siddharth said that father! Till today I have never seen my capital.
If you have permission, I will see you today. The king said, "Yes, yes, definitely go, see your city." A charioteer was also sent along to bring the prince around the capital. Nevertheless, the king had made elaborate arrangements so that there should be no mistake.
The main roads of the capital were well decorated for Siddhartha, but while roaming around, Siddhartha took a slightly opposite route.
They started passing through the road where there was no preparation and today they were very surprised, when for the first time they saw an old man, his waist bowed, his skin full of wrinkles. He was bereft of trouble and sorrow. His movement was very slow. Seeing the sloping waist of the old man, Siddhartha was shocked and asked the charioteer, "Will I be old one day too?"
The charioteer said, "Yes prince! There are three stages in the life of every person. Childhood, youth and old age. One day you too will go to the stage of old age. O prince! This is the law of the world. Whether poor or rich, everyone's body is sluggish, that is, old.
The prince fell into thought. When the charioteer pushed the chariot forward, at some distance a sick person was found, who was surrounded by diseases. The prince's heart was very sad on seeing that victim.
The prince asked, "What has happened to him?" The charioteer said, "This man is sick, so he is moaning. There is both sorrow and happiness in this world. It is a matter of one's own fate that some are sad and some are happy." "Can I also ever get sick?" The charioteer said, you leave this thought for now.
Time is very powerful. All these things depend on karma.
Whether it is a king or a rook, happiness and sorrow come to everyone. If any disease has to come in the body, it will come. Hearing all this, the prince fell into thought. When the charioteer pushed the chariot forward, he saw a charioteer going on four shoulders from the front.
The prince had seen this for the first time. He asked the charioteer, "What is this?" "This man is dead. It is dead. The person who dies is tied up and taken to the cremation ground. Then there it is burnt.
The prince said, "Does everyone have to die?" "Yes, everyone has to die. This is the land of death. One who is born must die sometime or the other. “So it means that in the same way one day I too will have to die, my body will also be dead and I will also be carried on four shoulders.
I will also be tied with similar ropes. The members of the house will weep and groan in front of me too, and the whole world that I have gathered will be lost from me.
Does this mean that one day I will also die? Will Yashodhara also die one day? Will my Rahul die one day too? The charioteer said, "Yes, prince! One day I too will die, you will also die, Yashodhara will also die and Rahul will also die, because all of them are born to die.
Siddhartha could not sleep that night, thinking whether there is so much sorrow, disease, old age in the world, and in such a situation how can I live by eating and drinking? No, no, I can't do that.
I have to find that element which is free from sorrow, pain and sorrow, which is beyond fear, confusion and error, which is full of infinite bliss.
Having found that, there is no desire to get anything else. Siddhartha had reached the pinnacle of detachment. That very night he left the house. Told the charioteer to take him away from the city limits.
After reaching outside the city, the charioteer was returned. Then, for several days they walked in the forest. By taking a seat under a dense peepal tree, he became absorbed in meditation.
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