Love Is The Pilgrimage
When Hazrat Junaid Baghdadi was going to Mecca
on pilgrimage, he came across a poor dog that had been injured. All four of
the dog's legs were severely cut and bleeding.
The holy man picked up the
poor creature in his arms to take it to a well where he could get some water
to wash and dress the dog's wounds.
He paid no attention to the fact that
his clothes were being ruined by the blood from the dog's wounds.
time he was passing through a stretch of desert, and it was not until he
came to a small oasis that he could find a well. To his dismay, there was no
rope and bucket with which he could draw up water. But he quickly collected
some leaves from nearby trees, fastened them together to make a small
bucket, and used his turban as a rope.
Dropping the improvised bucket
down a well, he found that the length of his turban was too short to reach
the water. As he had nothing else to lengthen the rope, he quickly took off
his shirt and tied it to his turban. Still the rope was too short.
Accordingly, he removed his trousers, which were of thin cotton, and added
them. This made the rope long enough. The holy man then drew water from the
well, washed the dog's wounds and bandaged them. Carrying the dog in his
arms, he struggled on until he came to a village.
There he went to the
mosque and begged the Mullah, "Please take care of this poor dog until I
return this way from Mecca."
"Have no doubts or fears, brother, for I
will assuredly take the dog with me when I return."
That night when
Hazrat Junaid slept, a radiant celestial being appeared to him in a vision.
Holding out in his hands in blessing over Junaid, the being said:
Junaid, your pilgrimage to Mecca has already been accomplished. This is
because you have shown your love for the Lord by taking pity on one of his
creatures without considering your own comfort.
"So now, 0 brother, it
is up to you whether or not to complete your pilgrimage to Mecca.
far as God is concerned, He is already very pleased with you.
for Him and all His creatures is far more pleasing to Him than a hundred
"Love alone counts in the court of the Lord
devotion are to him most dear."
- "Tales of the Mystic East" - Maharaj
Sawan Singh Ji