The Fourth Story
It is said that the Angel of Death once came in to Solomon son of David—peace be upon him. He fixed a long, searching stare on one of Solomon’s close companions. When the angel left, that man said, “O prophet of Allah, who was that person who entered?” Solomon replied, “The Angel of Death.” The man cried, “I fear he means to seize my soul; save me from his grasp!” Solomon asked, “And how am I to save you?” He said, “Command the wind to carry me this very instant to the land of India; perhaps he will lose track of me and not find me there.” So Solomon ordered the wind, and it bore the man away at once.
Shortly afterward the Angel of Death returned and came before Solomon—peace be upon him. Solomon asked, “Why were you gazing so intently at that man?” The angel answered, “I was amazed at him, for I had been commanded to take his soul in the land of India, yet a moment ago he was sitting so far from it. Then the wind transported him there, and the decree of Allah was fulfilled.”
The Fifth Story
It is narrated that Dhu al-Qarnayn passed by a people who possessed none of the worldly means of life. They had dug the graves of their dead at the very doors of their houses, and every day they would deliberately visit those graves: sweeping, cleaning, hollowing them afresh, worshipping Allah there. They had no food save grass and the plants of the earth. Dhu al-Qarnayn sent a man to summon their king, but the king did not come and said, “What have I to do with him?” So Dhu al-Qarnayn went in person and asked, “What is your situation? I see neither gold nor silver with you, nor any share of worldly comfort.” The man replied, “The pleasures of this world have never satisfied anyone.”
Dhu al-Qarnayn asked, “Why have you dug graves at your doorsteps?” He answered, “So that they remain before our eyes; we look at them and are reminded of death, the love of this world cools in our hearts, and we are not distracted by it from worshipping our Lord.” He asked, “And why do you eat only grass?” The man said, “Because we dislike turning our bellies into graveyards for animals, and because the pleasure of food goes no farther than the throat.”
Then he reached into a niche, took out a human skull, and set it before him. “O Dhu al-Qarnayn,” he said, “do you know whose head this once was?” Dhu al-Qarnayn answered, “It belonged to a king of this world who oppressed his subjects, wronged them, and the weak.”