The Buddha was again born as a bird, and again he became their king.
The bird-king had a daughter, and the time had come for her to choose a husband.
She liked the beautiful peacock most of all.
“I want the peacock to be my husband,” she said.
The peacock danced with excitement, and as he danced he exposed his private parts for all to see.
The birds were shocked!
The king of the birds said, “I can't let my daughter marry this bird. He is beautiful, but his dancing has led to disaster.”
The peacock flew away in shame.
Inspired by: The Jataka, translated by Robert Chalmers.
Notes: This is the Nacca Jataka.
(peacock)
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