Verse 6

⁶Among the Avantis there was once a brahmin, very rich in wealth. He lived by trade, and he was mean, full of desire, greedy, and quick to great anger. ⁷His kinsmen and his guests were not honoured by him even with a word. His house stood empty of them, and he too, in season, honoured himself with nothing he wanted. ⁸Against a man so ill-natured and so mean, sons and kinsmen turn. Wives, daughters and servants, being miserable, did nothing to please him. ⁹So, with his wealth kept like a yaksa's, fallen from both worlds, empty of dharma and of desire, the five who have a share in him grew angry. ¹⁰As his heap of merit fell away through that neglect, giver of much, his money too came to its end, though he had worn himself out with much toil.

¹¹Kinsmen took some, and robbers some, Uddhava. Some went by fate, some by time, and some was taken from that poor excuse for a brahmin by men and by the king. ¹²So, with his money gone, without dharma and without desire, and passed over by his own people, he came into a worry he could not get out of. ¹³As he brooded like this for a long time, his riches gone, wretched and worn down, his throat full of tears, a very great weariness with it all came over him.