Majzoob

In a village lived a man named Yusuf Sahib. The same village was also home to a majzoob, a spiritually absorbed man who never spoke to anyone. He slept and stayed in a deserted place far away from the neighborhood.

Yusuf Sahib was always concerned about him, not because he feared that the man might ever harm or say anything to him, but because he was afraid that something might happen to him. He would often say, “People like him are close to Allah.”

And yet, Yusuf Sahib was still young and inexperienced.

One day, everyone surrounded the majzoob. Yusuf Sahib was among them too, a fact he would regret for the rest of his life. Together, the villagers began throwing stones at the majzoob.

The majzoob ran for his life, desperately trying to escape, while everyone chased after him. In the midst of it all, he managed to hide in the garden of a house. The others continued searching for him, but during the chase, Yusuf Sahib accidentally fell into a well and lost consciousness.

His friends assumed that he was dead and, in their fear, abandoned him and ran away.

When Yusuf Sahib finally regained consciousness, it was already very late at night. He cried out and screamed for help, but no one came. He had also sprained his foot when he fell into the well.

He began to think that he would die there.

Just then, in the darkness, a hand reached down and pulled him out of the well.

The man who had saved Yusuf Sahib was none other than the same majzoob.

After that day, for as long as Yusuf Sahib remained there, he took care of the majzoob’s every need. He never let him out of his sight.

Yusuf Sahib would often say:
“Never abandon the one who reaches out a hand to you in the darkness.”