Stories of the Sahaba by Muhammad Zakariya Kandhalawi
He rode into the magnificently decorated court of the Persian commander Rustam. A tattered scabbard was strapped around his chest and the spear hung from a scorched leather strap. Big, circular patches patterned his shield of cowhide. Rustam's sentries rushed to his mount and rugged at the reins. "Alright!" they said. He rode onto the golf embroidered rug, defiantly. He purposefully looked around until he found what he was looking for. Grabbing the thick cushions, he implanted them on his spear and fed the reins into the holes to tie his mount. Then, in quick motion, he struck his spear into the rug and lowered himself onto the ground. Rustam was awed by the odd behavior of the Bedouin. Could these be the same Arabs who lived as vessels of the Persian Empire? "What brings you here?"Rustam asked, "Allah sent us to take our humankind from servitude to creation to servitude to Allah," the Sahabi Rabi R.A. replied, "and to bring humankind out from the drudgeries of this world toward the justice of Islam."