The Story of Kapila the Fish

While residing at the Jetavana monastery, the Buddha uttered Verses (334), (335), (336) and (337) of this book, with reference to a fish with a lovely, golden colour and a stinking mouth.
During the time of Kassapa Buddha, there was a bhikkhu named Kapila, who was very learned in the Pitakas. Because of his great learning he gained much fame and fortune; he also became very conceited and was full of contempt for other bhikkhus. When other bhikkhus pointed out to him, what was proper or not proper he invariably retorted, "How much do you know?" implying that he knew much more than those bhikkhus. In course of time, all good bhikkhus shunned him and only the bad ones gathered round him. On one sabbath day, while the bhikkhus were reciting the Fundamental Precepts for the bhikkhus (i.e., the Patimokkha) Kapila said, "There is no such thing as SuttaAbhidhamma, or Vinaya. It makes no difference whether you have a chance to listen to the Patimokkha or not, " etc., and left the congregation of the bhikkhus. Thus, Kapila was a hindrance to the development and growth of the Teaching (Sasana).
For this evil deed, Kapila had to suffer in niraya between the time of Kassapa Buddha and Gotama Buddha. Later, he was reborn as a fish in the Aciravati River. That fish, as mentioned above, had a very beautiful golden body, but his mouth had a very horrid, offensive smell. One day, that fish was caught by some fishermen, and because it was so beautiful, they took it in a boat to the king. The king, in his turn took the fish to the Buddha. When the fish opened its mouth, the horrid and offensive smell spread all around. The king then asked the Buddha why such a beautiful fish should have such a horrid and offensive smell. To the king and the audience, the Buddha explained, "O king! During the time of Kassapa Buddha there was a very learned bhikkhu who taught the Dhamma to others. Because of that good deed, when he was reborn in another existence, even as a fish, he was endowed with a golden body. But that bhikkhu was very greedy, proud and very contemptuous of others; he also disregarded the Disciplines and abused other bhikkhus. For these evil deeds, he was reborn in niraya, and now, he has become a beautiful fish with a mouth that stinks." The Buddha then turned to the fish and asked whether it knew where it would be going in its next existence. The fish answered that it would have to go again to niraya and it was filled with great despair. As predicted, on its death the fish was reborn in niraya, to undergo another term of continuous torment.
All those present hearing about the fish got alarmed. To then, the Buddha gave a discourse on the benefits of combining learning with practice.
Then the Buddha spoke in verse as follows:

Kết Một Tràng Hoa

Thiền Sư Thích Nhất Hạnh

Tích Truyện Pháp Cú

Thiền viện Viên Chiếu

Tâm Minh Ngô Tằng Giao

Chuyển Dịch Thơ

Translated by Acharya Buddharakkhita
Tâm ý đi về hướng ái dục thì cây ái dục sẽ đâm chồi trổ nhánh rất mau. Tâm ý phân tán vì đối tượng ái dục sẽ làm cho lửa ái dục bừng cháy trong ta. Kẻ đi tìm ái dục cũng giống như một con vượn chuyền cành tìm trái, từ cành này sang cành khác.

Người sống đời phóng dật,

Ái tăng như dây leo,

Nhảy đời này đời khác,

Như vượn tham quả rừng.

Sống đời say đắm buông lung

Thì lòng ái dục vô cùng tăng nhanh

Giống như giữa chốn rừng xanh

Dây leo, cỏ dại mặc tình tràn lan,

Đời người tiếp nối miên man

Khác gì khỉ, vượn đang tham quả rừng

Chuyền cây liên tục chẳng ngừng.

The craving of one given to heedless living grows like a creeper. Like the monkey seeking fruits in the forest, he leaps from life to life (tasting the fruit of his kamma).
Ái dục buộc mình phải gánh chịu khổ đau, ái dục làm cho mình bị vướng mắc vào cuộc sống trần tục. Những lo lắng và hoạn nạn do ái dục đem tới cứ tăng trưởng đêm ngày, mọc kín như cỏ tranh.

Ai sống trong đời này,

Bị ái dục buộc ràng,

Sầu khổ sẽ tăng trưởng,

Như cỏ bị gặp mưa.

Nếu mà ở cõi trần gian

Bị điều ái dục buộc ràng vây quanh

Thời bao sầu khổ tăng nhanh

Như là cỏ dại thỏa tình hứng mưa.

Whoever is overcome by this wretched and sticky craving, his sorrows grow like grass after the rains.