There was a rich merchant who had 4 wives. He loved the 4th wife the most
and adorned her with rich robes and treated her to delicacies. He took great
care of her and gave her nothing but the best.
He also loved the 3rd wife very much. He's very proud of her and always
wanted to show off her to his friends. However, the merchant is always in
great fear that she might run away with some other men.
He too, loved his 2nd wife. She is a very considerate person, always
patient and in fact is the merchant's confidante. Whenever the merchant
faced some problems, he always turned to his 2nd wife and she would always
help him out and tide him through difficult times.
Now, the merchant's 1st wife is a very loyal partner and has made great
contributions in maintaining his wealth and business as well as taking care
of the household. However, the merchant did not love the first wife and
although she loved him deeply, he hardly took notice of her.
One day, the merchant fell ill. Before long, he knew that he was going to
die soon. He thought of his luxurious life and told himself, "Now I have 4
wives with me. But when I die, I'll be alone. How lonely I'll be!"
Thus, he asked the 4th wife,
"I loved you most, endowed you with the
finest clothing and showered great care over you. Now that I'm dying, will
you follow me and keep me company?" "No way!" replied the 4th wife and she
walked away without another word.
The answer cut like a sharp knife right into the merchant's heart. The
sad merchant then asked the 3rd wife,
"I have loved you so much for all my
life. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?"
"No!"
replied the 3rd wife. "Life is so good over here! I'm going to remarry when
you die!" The merchant's heart sank and turned cold.
He then asked the 2nd wife,
"I always turned to you for help and you've
always helped me out. Now I need your help again. When I die, will you
follow me and keep me company?"
"I'm sorry, I can't help you out this time!"
replied the 2nd wife. "At the very most, I can only send you to your grave."
The answer came like a bolt of thunder and the merchant was devastated.
Then a voice called out : "I'll leave with you. I'll follow you no matter
where you go."
The merchant looked up and there was his first wife. She was
so skinny, almost like she suffered from malnutrition.
Greatly grieved, the
merchant said,
"I should have taken much better care of you while I could
have !"
Actually, we all have 4 wives in our lives
a. The 4th wife is our body. No matter how much time and effort we lavish
in making it look good, it'll leave us when we die.
b. Our 3rd wife ? Our possessions, status and wealth. When we die, they
all go to others.
c. The 2nd wife is our family and friends. No matter how close they had
been there for us when we're alive, the furthest they can stay by us is up
to the grave.
d. The 1st wife is in fact our soul, often neglected in our pursuit of
material, wealth and sensual pleasure.
Guess what? It is actually the only thing that
follows us wherever we go. Perhaps it's a good idea to cultivate and
strengthen it now rather than to wait until we're on our deathbed to lament
