The other two discussed and said, "You were destined to this silver treasure. We may be destined to richer treasure. You may collect all the silver you can and return home. We will continue with our journey."
Thus, the Brahmin collected his treasure and started travelling homewards, while the rest of the two Brahmins continued their journey with their wicks in their hands.
After a few more days of travelling, one of them dropped his wick accidentally. He dug the place where the cotton wick had fallen, and uncovered a treasure filled with gold. He asked his friend, "Come on! There is too much treasure for even four of us to carry. Let us collect, and go home. We are now rich! You need not go any further!"
The fourth Brahmin replied, "Stupid! You don't understand what is happening. First copper, then silver, now it is gold! You all were destined to these treasures. Next time, I am sure I'll find a richer treasure of diamonds and pearls. You may go home, but I will continue my journey. I am sure I am destined to a richer haul of treasure."
His companion said, "You may continue with your journey, but I will not return homewards. I will stay here and guard this treasure of gold, and we will return home together after you return."
Thus, the fourth Brahmin continued his journey with his wick in his hand. After travelling alone for a few more days, he felt tired. He was suffering from the tremendous heat and got very thirsty. Soon, he lost his way, and started travelling in circles.
Trying to figure out the right direction, he came across a man with a whirling wheel around his head. His body was smeared with blood.
