HASAN OF BASRA
Hasan al-Basri was a jewel merchant,
born in Medina (642AD/21AH) and died at Basra
(728AD/110AH). He was called Hasan of the Pearls. He used to trade in Byzantium with generals
and ministers of Caesar in precious stones, pearls and gold souvenirs. On one occasion, going to Byzantium he called
on the prime minister and conversed with him for a while.
“We will go to a certain place,” the
minister told him, “if you are agreeable.”
“It is upto you”, Hasan replied. “I agree.”
So the minister commanded a horse to
be brought for Hasan also. He mounted with the minister, and they set out. When they reached the desert, Hasan saw a
tent of Byzantine brocade, fastened with ropes of silk and golden pegs, set
firm in the ground. He stood to one side.
Then a mighty army, all dressed
in the outfit of war, came out; they circled the tent, said a few words, and
departed. Philosophers and scholars to
the number of nigh four hundred arrived on the scene; they circled the tent, said a few words, and
departed. After that three hundred
illumined elders with white beards approached the tent, circled it, said a few
words, and departed. Thereafter more
than two hundred moon-fair maidens, each bearing a plate of gold and silver and
sprecious stones, circled the tent, said a few words, and departed.
Hasan, being astonished and filled
with wonder, asked himself what this might be.
“When we alighted,” Hasan said, “I
asked the minister. He said that the
Caesar had a son of unsurpassable beauty, perfect in all the branches of
learning and unrivalled in the arena of manly prowess. His father loved him with all his heart.”
Suddenly he fell ill—so Hasan related
on the authority of the minister. All
the skilled physicians proved powerless to cure him. Finally he died, and was buried in that tent in front of us.
Once every year people come out to visit the mausoleum in the tent. First an immense army circles the tent, and
they say: “O prince, if this circumstance that has befallen thee had come about
in war, we would have all sacrificed our lives for thee, to ransom thee
back. But the circumstance that has
befallen thee is at the hand of one against whom we cannot fight, whom we
cannot challenge.” This they say and then return.
The philosophers and the scholars come
forward, and say: “This circumstance has
been brought about by one against whom we cannot do anything by meansof lerning
and philosophy, science and sophistry.
For all the philosophers of the world are powerless bfore him, and all
the learned are ignorant beside his knowledge.
Otherwise we would have contrived devices and spoken words which all in
creation could not have withstood.” This they said and then return.
Next the venerable elders advance, and
say: :O prince, if this circumstance that has befallen thee could have been set
right by the intercession of elders, we would all have interceded with humble
petitions, and would not have abandoned theee there. But this circumstance has been brought upon
thee by one against whom no mortal man’s intercession profits anything.” This they say and depart.
Now the moon-fair maidens with their
plates of gold and precious stones advance, circle the mausoleum and say: “Son
of Caesar, if this circumstance that has befallen thee could have been set
right by wealth and beauty, we would have sacrificed ourselves and given great
moneys and would not have abandoned thee.
But this circumstance has been brought upon thee by one on whom wealth
and beauty have no effect.” This they say, and return.
Then Caesar himself with his chief
minister enters the tent, and says: “O eye and lamp of thy father, O fruit of
the heart of thy father, O dearest beloved of thy father, what is in thy
father’s hand to perform? Thy father
brought a might army, he brought philosophers and scholars, intercessors and
advisers, beautiful maidens, wealth and all manner of luxuries; and he came
himself. If all this could have been of
avail, they father, with all this apparatus, this army and retinue, this luxury
and wealth and treasure, is powerless.
Peace be upon you, till next year!”
This the Caesar says and returns.
These words of the minister so
affected Hasan that he was beside himself.
At once he made arrangements to return.
Coming back to Basra, he took an oath never to laugh again in this
world, till his ultimate destiny became clear to him. He flung himself into all manner of devotions
and austerities, such that no man in his time could exceed that discipline. He
became one of the most renowned mystics of his time.
Source: Muslim Saints and Mystics: Episodes from ‘Tadhkirat al-Auliya’ (Memorial of the Saints) by Farid al-Din Attar; translated
by A.J. Arberry.
ISRAR HASAN
1 JULY 2014
Email:
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