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INSTANCES FROM THE HISTORY OF ISLAM
In the history of Islam, we come across notable and
unprecedented events of intense love and devotion of the Muslims with the
personality of the Prophet, and. virtually this is the difference between the
School of Prophets and the School of Philosophers: The pupils of philosophers
are only their students and the philosophers do not impress them more than a
teacher does; but the Prophets: their impression is that of a beloved, such a
beloved who has found way unto the depths of lover's heart and has gripped all
the veins of his life.
From amongst those dedicated to the Prophet, one is
Abu Zar Ghifari. When the Prophet ordered an advance towards Tabook (about 450
miles to the north of Madina in the vicinity of Syria), some of the Muslims
became reluctant and the hypocrites created mischief. Ultimately, the
invigorated army moved ahead. They did not have arsenal of the warriors. They
were facing scarcity and shortage of provisions too. Sometimes a few soldiers
would live on a single date. But all of them were happy and jubilant. Love had
invigorated them and the Prophet's attraction had graced them with strength.
Abu Zar also was amongst the army moving towards Tabook. Midway, three
persons, one after the other, lagged behind. Whenever any one would lag behind
the Prophet was informed of him, and every time he would say, "If there
is any good for us in him. God may revert him to us and if there is no good in
him, it is better that he has gone".
The weak and thin camel of Abu Zar could no longer
walk. They saw Abu Zar was also lagging behind. They said, "Oh Prophet of
Allah! Abu Zar has also gone". The Prophet again said, "If he is
good for us, Allah will reunite him with us, and if there is no good in him,
it is better that he has gone". The army moved along and Abu Zar stranded
behind, but not out of treachery, his animal had betrayed him. He did all that
he could with it but it would not move. He was a few miles behind the army. He
released the camel and carried the load on his shoulders. In the hot summer
and in scorching heat of the desert, he moved ahead. He got thirsty, reaching
the verge of death. He searched a rock and found rainy water having collected
there. He tasted it. It was cold and sweet. He said unto himself, "I will
not drink it as long as my beloved, the Prophet, has not tasted it". He
filled his water-skin, carried it also on his shoulders and hastened towards
the Muslims.
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