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.
The fourth Brahmin was so thirsty, that instead of helping the man, he asked, "Please tell me where I can get some water. Whoever you are, with a wheel around your head, Please tell me quickly"
No sooner had he uttered these words, the wheel shifted from the other man to this fourth Brahmin. It began whirling around the fourth Brahmin's head; and it pained beyond endurance.
He cried, "What is the meaning of this? Why has the wheel attached itself to my head? Please tell me how I can get rid of this."
The man relieved from the wheel, replied, "When someone carrying a magical cotton wick is to come here, and speak to you. Only then, will you be freed from this wheel, and attach itself to him."
He explained, "I do not remember how long I have been here. It was during the reign of king Rama, that I procured a magical wick from a Yogi to rid myself of poverty. Out of greed, I continued my journey even after I got treasure. I met a man here under the same circumstances, and that is how I got this wheel on my head from his. You shall be free from hunger, thirst, aging or death. But you will have to endure the pain."
