Abu-d Dardaa

Early in the morning, Abu-d Dardaa awoke and went straight to his idol which he kept in the best part of his house. He  greeted it and made obeisance to it. Then he anointed it with the best perfume from his large shop and put on it a new  raiment of beautiful silk which a merchant had brought to him the day before from Yemen. 

When the sun was high in the sky he left his house for his shop. On that day the streets and alleys of Yathrib were crowded  with the followers of Muhammad returning from Badr. With them were several prisoners of war. Abu-d Dardaa surveyed the  crowds and then went up to a Khazraji youth and asked about the fate of Abdullah ibn Rawahah. 

“He was put through the most severe tests in the battle,” “but he emerged safely…” 

Abu-d Dardaa was clearly anxious about his close friend, Abdullah ibn Rawahah. Everyone in Yathrib knew the bond of  brotherhood which existed between the two men from the days of Jahiliyyah, before the coming of Islam to Yathrib. When  Islam came to the city, Ibn Rawahah embraced it but Abu-d Dardaa rejected it. This however did not rupture the relationship  between the two. Abdullah kept on visiting Abu-d Dardaa and tried to make him! see the virtues, the benefits and the  excellence of Islam. But with every passing day, while Abu-d Dardaa remained a mushrik, Abdullah felt more sad and  concerned. 

Abu-d Dardaa arrived at his shop and sat cross-legged on a high chair. He began trading-buying and selling and giving  instructions to his assistants unaware of what was going on at his house. For at that very time, Abdullah ibn Rawahah had  gone to the house determined on a course of action. There, he saw that the main gate was open. Umm ad-Dardaa was in  the courtyard and he said to her: 

“As-salaamu alayki – Peace be unto you, servant of God.” 

“Wa alayka-s salaam – And unto you be peace, O brother of Abu-d Dardaa.” 

“Where is Abu-d Dardaa?” he asked. “He has gone to his shop. It won’t be tong before he returns.” “Would you allow me to  come in?” “Make yourself at home,” she said and went about busying herself with her household chores and looking after  her children. 

Abdullah ibn Rawahah went to the room where Abu-d Dardaa kept his idol. He took out an adz which he had brought with  him and began destroying the idol while saying: 

“Isn’t everything batil which is worshipped besides Allah?” 

When the idol was completely smashed, he left the house. Abu-d Dardaa’s wife entered the room shortly afterwards and  was aghast at what she saw. She smote her cheeks in anguish and said: “You have brought ruin to me, Ibn Rawahah.”  When Abu-d Dardaa returned home, he saw his wife sitting at the door of the room where he kept his idol. She was weeping  loudly and she looked absolutely terrified. “What’s wrong with you?” he asked. 

“Your brother Abdullah ibn Rawahab visited us in your absence and did with your idols what you see.” Abu-d Dardaa looked  at the broken idol and was horrified. He was consumed with anger and determined to take revenge. Before long however his  anger subsided and thoughts of avenging the idol disappeared. Instead he reflected on what had happened and said to  himself: 

“If there was any good in this idol, he would have defended himself against any injury.” 

He then went straight to Abdullah and together they went to the Prophet, peace be on him. There he announced his  acceptance of Islam. He was the last person in his district to become a Muslim. 

From this time onwards, Abu-d Dardaa devoted himself completely to Islam. Belief in God and His Prophet animated every  fibre of his being. He deeply regretted every moment he had spent as a mushrik and the opportunities he had lost to do  good. He realized how much his friends had learnt about siam in the preceding two or three years, how much of the Quran  they had memorized and the opportunities they had to devote themselves to God and His Prophet. He made up his mind to  expend every effort, day and night to try to make up for what he had missed. Ibadah occupied his days and his nights. His  search for knowledge was restless. Much time he spent memorizing the words of the Quran and trying to understand the  profundity of its message. When he saw that business and trade disturbed the sweetness of his ibadah and kept him away  from the circles of knowledge, he reduced his involvement without hesitation or regret. Someone asked him why he did this  and he replied: 

“I was a merchant before my pledge to the Messenger of God, may God bless him and grant him peace. When I became a  Muslim, I wanted to combine trade (tijarah) and worship (ibadah) but I did not achieve what I desired. So I abandoned trade  and inclined towards ibadah. 

“By Him in whose hand is the soul of Abu-d Dardaa, what I want to have is a shop near the door of the masjid so that I  would not miss any Salat with the congregation. Then I shall sell and buy and make a modest profit every day.” 

“I am not saying,” said Abu-d Dardaa to his questioner, “that Allah Great and Majestic is He has prohibited trade, but I want  to be among those whom neither trade nor selling distracts form the remembrance of God .” 

Abu-d Dardaa did not only become less involved in trade but he abandoned his hitherto soft and luxurious life-style. He ate  only what was sufficient to keep him upright and he wore clothes that was simple and sufficient to cover his body. 

Once a group of Muslims came to spend the night with him. The night was bitterly cold. He gave them hot food which they  welcomed. He himself then went to sleep but he did not give them any blankets. They became anxious wondering how they  were going to sleep on such a cold night. Then one of them said: “I will go and talk to him.” “Don’t bother him,” said another. 

However, the man went to Abu-d Dardaa and stood at the door of his room. He saw Abu-d Dardaa lying down. His wife was  sitting near to him. They were both wearing light clothing which could not protect them from the cold and they had no  blankets. Abu-d Dardaa said to his guest: “If there was anything we would have sent it to you.” 

During the caliphate of Umar, Umar wanted to appoint Abu-d Dardaa as a governor in Syria. Abu-d Dardaa refused. Umar  persisted and then Abu-d Dardaa said: 

“If you are content that I should go to them to teach them the Book of their Lord and the Sunnah of their Prophet and pray  with them, I shall go.” 

Umar agreed and Abu-d Dardaa left for Damascus. There he found the people immersed in luxury and soft living. This  appalled him. He called the people to the masjid and spoke to them: 

“O people of Damascus! You are my brethren in religion, neighbors who live together and helpers one to another against  enemies. “O people of Damascus! What is it that prevents you from being affectionate towards me and responding to my  advice while I do not seek anything from you. Is it right that I see your learned ones departing (from this world) while the  ignorant among you are not learning. I see that you incline towards such things which Allah has made you answerable for  and you abandon what He has commanded you to do. 

“Is it reasonable that I see you gathering and hoarding what you do not eat, and erecting buildings in which you do not live,  and holding out hopes for things you cannot attain. 

“Peoples before you have amassed wealth, made great plans and had high hopes. But it was not long before what they had  amassed was destroyed, their hopes dashed and their houses turned into graves. Such were the people of Aad, O people of  Damascus. They filled the earth with possessions and children. 

“Who is there who will purchase from me today the entire legacy of Aad for two dirhams?” 

The people wept and their sobs could be heard from outside the masjid. From that day, Abu-d Dardaa began to frequent the  meeting places of the people of Damascus. He moved around in their market-places, teaching, answering questions and  trying to arouse anyone who had become careless and insensitive. He used every opportunity and every occasion to awaken  people, to set them on the right path. 

Once he passed a group of people crowding around a man. They began insulting and beating the man. He came up to them  and said: “What’s the matter?” “This is a man who has committed a grave sin,” they replied. 

“What do you think you would do if he had fallen into a well?” asked Abu-d Dardaa. “Wouldn’t you try to get him out?”  “Certainly,” they said. “Don’t insult him and don’t beat him. Instead admonish him and make him aware of the consequences  of what he had done. Then give praise to God Who has preserved you from falling into such a sin.” “Don’t you hate him?”  they asked Abu-d Dardaa. 

“I only detest what he had done and if he abandons such practice, he is my brother.” The man began to cry and publicly  announced his repentance. 

A youth once came up to Abu-d Dardaa and said: “Give me advice, O companion of the Messenger of God,” and Abu-d Dardaa  said to him: 

“My son, remember Allah in good times and He will remember you in times of misfortune. 

“My son, be knowledgeable, seek knowledge, be a good listener and do not be ignorant for you will be ruined. 

“My son, let the masjid be your house for indeed I heard the Messenger of God say: The masjid is the house of every  God-conscious person and God Almighty has guaranteed serenity, comfort, mercy and staying on the path leading to His  pleasure, to those for whom masjids are their houses.” 

On another occasion, there was a group of people sitting in the street, chatting and looking at passers-by. Abu-d Dardaa  came up to them and said: 

“My sons, the monastery of a Muslim man is his house in which he controls himself and lowers his gaze. Beware of sitting in  market-places because this fritters away time in vain pursuits.” 

While Abu-d Dardaa was in Damascus, Muawiyah ibn Abi Sufyan, its governor, asked him to give his daughter in marriage to  his (Muawiyah’s) son, Yazid. Abu-d Dardaa did not agree. Instead he gave his daughter in marriage to a young man from  among the poor whose character and attachment to Islam pleased him. People heard about this and began talking and  asking: Why did Abu-d Dardaa refuse to let his daughter marry Yazid? The question was put to Abu-d Dardaa himself and he  said: “I have only sought to do what is good for ad-Dardaa.” That was his daughter’s name. “How?” enquired the person. 

“What would you think of ad-Dardaa if servants were to stand in her presence serving her and if she were to find herself in  palaces the glamour of which dazzled the eyes? What would become of her religion then?” 

While Abu-d Dardaa was still in Syria, the Caliph Umar ibn al-Khattab came on an inspection tour of the region. One night he  went to visit Abu-d Dardaa at his home. There was no light in the house. Abu-d Dardaa welcomed the Caliph and sat him  down. The two men conversed in the darkness. As they did so, Umar felt Abu-d Dardaa’s “pillow” and realized it was an  animal’s saddle. He touched the place where Abu-d Dardaa lay and knew it was just small pebbles. He also felt the sheet  with which he covered himself and was astonished to find it so flimsy that it couldn’t possibly protect him from the cold of  Damascus. Umar asked him: 

“Shouldn’t I make things more comfortable for you? Shouldn’t I send something for you?” 

“Do you remember, Umar,” said Abu-d Dardaa, “a hadith which the Prophet, may God bless him and grant him peace, told  us?” “What is it?” asked Umar. “Did he not say: Let what is sufficient for anyone of you in this world be like the provisions of  a rider?” “Yes,” said Umar. “And what have we done after this, O Umar?” asked Abu-d Dardaa. 

Both men wept no doubt thinking about the vast riches that had come the way of Muslims with the expansion of Islam and  their preoccupation with amassing wealth and worldly possessions. With deep sorrow and sadness, both men continued to  reflect on this situation until the break of dawn.

 

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