Remembering The Promise

The Bodhisattva was once born as Junha, the son of King Brahmadatta of Benaras. One day, while walking down a road in Takshila where he was sent to study, he accidentally ran into a poor Brahmin knocking him down and scattering all his alms. Even his begging bowl broke into pieces. Junha was very sorry for the damage and said to the Brahmin, “Sir, I am very sorry to have caused you so much loss. Right now, I don’t have any money to help you. But I promise to compensate you handsomely in future when I am the king. Please remind me once I ascend the throne.” In due course, Junha became the King of Benaras. One day, while on his daily round around the city, the Brahmin came in front of his chariot and held out his hand crying, “Long live the King!” and asked for the help that he had promised. At first Junha could not recognize him but when the Brahmin narrated the incident, he remembered instantly and showered him profusely with gifts.

The author of this story is unknown and greatly appreciated!