Lobha: Greed
Lobha is the root that pulls a hand toward what it wants. Interest and increase are its arithmetic: money that grows while you sleep, and a wanting that grows right alongside it. Feeding a fire more wood never makes it smaller, and the neighbor squeezed this month is only fuel for next month's hunger.
Adinnādāna: Taking what is not given
Adinnādāna covers every way a thing leaves another's hands and lands in yours without being freely offered. The bribe has a willing palm, the loan has a signature, the debtor nods and hands over the field, so on paper each one looks like a gift. Consent squeezed from someone who has no other choice is still taking, and the neighbor left poorer knows it.
Micchā-ājīva: Wrong livelihood
Micchā-ājīva is income whose source is harm done to others. Payment slipped to a judge so a verdict comes back guilty turns the bench into a market stall where lives are the goods and the price is agreed beforehand. Bread bought with that fee feeds a household on somebody's death, and careful manners at the table do not wash the source clean.
Hiri and Ottappa: Moral shame and dread
Hiri is the inward blush before a wrong act, ottappa the flinch at its consequences. Bribes taken in the open, interest entered neatly in the ledger, a field seized while the street watches: none of it hides, because nobody in the city feels the need to hide it. With the gatekeepers asleep, wrongdoing walks in through the front door.
Muṭṭhassati: Lost mindfulness
Muṭṭhassati is slack, wandering attention that drops what matters. Forgetting the Lord here is no lapse of memory about a name, it is that nobody was present in the room when the silver changed hands. Keys go missing only while your attention is elsewhere, and this whole ledger was kept with the mind elsewhere.
Kamma-vipāka: Action and its ripening
Each intentional act plants a seed that comes up in its own season. Interest and increase run in both directions: what a city lends out at profit returns to it compounded, and the compounding was never only in silver. Blood money gathered street by street was still gathering when the army reached the wall.