mn79:3.1 Now at that time, Sakuludāyī was sitting together with a large assembly of wanderers making an uproar, a colossal racket. They engaged in all kinds of low talk, such as
mn79:3.2 talk about kings, bandits, and chief ministers; talk about armies, threats, and wars; talk about food, drink, clothes, and beds; talk about garlands and fragrances; talk about family, vehicles, villages, towns, cities, and countries; talk about women and heroes; talk at the street market and the place for water pots; talk about the departed; motley talk; tales of land and sea; and talk about being reborn in this or that place.
mn79:3.3 Sakuludāyī saw the Buddha coming off in the distance,
mn79:3.4 and hushed his own assembly,
mn79:3.5 “Be quiet, good fellows, don’t make a sound.
mn79:3.6 Here comes the ascetic Gotama.
mn79:3.7 The venerable likes quiet and praises quiet.
mn79:3.8 Hopefully if he sees that our assembly is quiet he’ll see fit to approach.”
mn79:3.9 Then those wanderers fell silent.