Hazrat Khabbaab Ibn Al-Arat سیرت صحابہ کرام رضی اللہ عنہ حضرت خباب ابن العرات رضی اللہ عنہ

Hazrat Khabbaab Ibn Al-Arat سیرت صحابہ کرام رضی اللہ عنہ حضرت خباب ابن العرات رضی اللہ عنہ
Asslamoalaikum, sisters brothers and friends we are discribing biography of Sahabierasool HAZRAT KHABBAAB IBN AL-ARAT
(A Master in the Art of Self-Sacrifice)

A group of the Quraish hastened to Khabbaab's house to take the swords they had asked him to make. Khabbaab was a swordmaker who sold his wares tothe people of Makkah or sent them to its market.

It was not like Khabbaab to leave his house and work; therefore, the Quraish sat there and waited for his return. After a long time, Khabbaab arrived. His face was bright with questions, and his eyes were filled with graceful tears. He immediately greeted his guests and sat down. They asked him ina hurry, ''Khabbaab, did you finish making our swords?! There were no moretears in his eyes. Instead, his eyes were filled with bright delight. Hespoke as if to himself, "It makes me wonder!"

His clients asked him, `What makes you wonder? We ask you about our swords. Did you finish them?!'

Khabbaab gazed at them as if he were hypnotized. Then he asked them, "Did you see him? Did you hear him?" They looked at one another in astonishment. Then one of them asked slyly, "Did you see him Khabbaab?" Khabbaab asked, "Whom do you mean?" turning the tables on him. The man answered, irritatedly, "I mean the same person that you mean!"

Khabbaab answered after he had exhibited his invulnerability to theirattempts to wrest information from him. He wanted to prove to them thatif he were to confess his faith before them, he would announce it in publicand would not be duped or led on. He would announce his Islam because hesaw and embraced what was right.

He was still suspended in his ecstasy and spiritual upliftment when he answered, "Yes, I did see and hear him. As a matter of fact, I have seen himenveloped and illuminated by truth."

Suddenly, the Quraishi clients began to realize what he meant; therefore one of them shouted, "Who are you talking about, you slave of Umm `Ammaar?" Khabbaab answered with saintly quietude, "Who else but the brother Arab. Who else of your people is enveloped and illuminated by truth?"

Another shouted and jumped in terror, "Do you mean Muhammad? "Khabbaab nodded in satisfaction and said, "Yes, he is the Messenger of Allah to us, to bring us out of the darkness of disbelief into the light of belief."

No sooner had he finished these words than he fell unconscious. The only thing he remembered was waking up after long hours to find his clients gone and his body full of bleeding bruises and wounds! Nevertheless, his wideeyes encompassed his surroundings as if the place was too narrow for hispenetrating stare. Despite the pain, he rose and went into the open, limpinghis way out of his house, leaning on the wall.

His noble eyes embarked on a long, perpetual journey roaming about the horizon. He was not searching for the familiar dimensions of people, but ratherfor the missing dimension. Indeed, his eyes traveled in search of the missingdimension in his life, in Makkah, and in the life of people everywhere andat all times. He wondered if what he had heard from the Prophet on that daywas the light that leads to the missing dimension in the life of all people.

Khabbaab was wrapped in sublime contemplation and deep thought. Then he went home to treat his wounds and prepare himself for a new round of torture and pain