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Yes! They could if they wish. This is a continuation of my previous article wherein I made the duo of Dangote and AbdulSamad analogous to the two fighting elephants. Just after the publication of that article, I learnt of one empowerment scheme tagged ‘2021 Dangote Support Fund’ which was purportedly created to empower individuals with an amount of N100,000. I was very ecstatic that the competition to help the poor has actually started.
My euphoria was however arrested when I realized it was a scam. What a country christened Nigeria! In fact, Aliko Dangote Foundation openly distance itself from the scheme, denounced it, and called it a fraud. Thanks to the Foundation for the alacritous denial.
This aside, that fact that Dangote has a foundation bears testimony to his generosity. But could his generosityor that of AbdulSamad match up with the generosity of the most generous man of all time among the Arabs? Beneath is his story culled from Tales of the Dervishes by Idries Shah:
There was a king of Iran who said to a dervish: Tell me a story. The dervish said: Your Majesty, I will tell you the tale of Hatim Tai, the Arabian King and the most generous man of all time; for if you could be like him, you would indeed be the greatest king alive.
Speak on, said the king, but if you do not please me, having cast aspersions upon my generosity, you will lose your head. He talked in this way because in Persia it is customary for those at Court to tell the monarch that he already has the most excellent qualities of anyone in the world; past, present or future. To continue, said the dervish (an ascetic Muslim monk), in the manner of dervishes (for they are not easily discountenanced), Hatim Tais generosity excelledin letter and spiritthat of all other men. And this is the story which the dervish told.
Another Arabian king coveted the possessions, the villages and oases, the camels and the fighting-men of Hatim Tai. So this man declared war upon Hatim, sending him a messenger with the declaration of war: Yield to me, otherwise I shall surely overrun you and your lands, and possess myself of your sovereignty.
When this message reached Hatims court, his advisers at once suggested that he mobilize the warriors in defence of his realm saying: There is surely not an able-bodied man or woman among your followers who will not gladly lay down his life in defence of our beloved king.
But Hatim, contrary to the expectation of the people, said: No, instead of your riding forth and shedding your blood for me, I shall flee. It would be far from the path of generosity if I were to become the cause of the sacrifice of a life of a single man or woman. If you yield peaceably, this king will content himself with taking only your services and rents, and you will have suffered no material loss. If, on the other hand, you resist, by the conventions of war he will be entitled to regard your possessions as booty, and if you lose the war you will be penniless.
So saying, Hatim took only a stout staff and went into the near-by mountains, where he found a cave and sank himself in contemplation. Half of the people were deeply affected by this sacrifice of his wealth and position by Hatim Tai on their behalf. But others, especially those who sought to make a name for themselves on the field of valor, muttered: How do we know that this man is not a simple coward?
And others, who had little courage, muttered against him saying: He has, in a sense, saved himself; for he has abandoned us to a fate which is unknown to us. Perhaps we may become the slaves of this unknown king who is, after all, enough of a tyrant to declare war upon his neighbors. Others again, uncertain as to what to believe, remained silent, until they should have some means of making up their minds.
And so it was that the tyrant king, accompanied by his glittering hosts, took possession of Hatim Tais domain. He did not increase the taxes, he did not usurp for himself more than Hatim had taken from the people in exchange for being their protector and administrator of justice. But one thing disturbed him. It was the fact that he heard whispers that, although he had possessed himself of a new realm, yet it had been yielded up to him as an act of generosity by Hatim Tai. These were the words spoken by some of the people.
I cannot be real master of this land, declared the tyrant, until I have captured Hatim Tai himself. While he lives, there is still a loyalty towards him in the hearts of some of these people. This means that they are not completely my subjects, even though they behave outwardly as such.
So he published an edict that whoever should bring him Hatim Tai would be rewarded with five thousand pieces of gold. Hatim Tai knew nothing of this until one day he was sitting outside his cave and he heard a conversation between a woodcutter and his wife.
The woodcutter said: My dear wife, I am now old and you are much younger than me. We have small children, and in the natural order of events, I may be expected to die before you and while the children are youngsters. If we could only find and capture Hatim Tai, for whom there is a reward of five thousand pieces of gold from the new king, your future would be secure.
Shame on you! said his wife. Better that you should die, and that I and our children should starve, than that our hands should be stained with the blood of the most generous man of all time, who sacrificed all for our sake.
That is all very well, said the old man, but a man has to think of his own interests. I have, after all, responsibilities. And, in any case, every day more and more people believe that Hatim is a coward. It will only be a matter of time before they have searched every possible piece of cover for him.
The belief in Hatims cowardice is fuelled by love of gold. Much more of this kind of talk and Hatim will have lived in vain. Hmmm! We can all see how covetous man could become because of material things.
At that moment Hatim Tai stood up and revealed himself to the astonished pair. I am Hatim Tai, he said. Take me to the new king and claim your reward. The old man was ashamed, and his eyes filled with tears. No, great Hatim, he said, I cannot bring myself to do it. While they were arguing, a number of people, who had been searching for the fugitive king, gathered around.
Unless you do so, said Hatim, I will surrender myself to the king and tell him that you have been hiding me. In that case, you will be executed for treason. Realizing that this was Hatim, the mob moved forward, seized their former king, and carried him to the tyrant, with the woodcutter following miserably behind.
When they got to the court, each claimed that he had himself captured Hatim. The former king, seeing irresolution on the face of his successor, asked to be allowed to speak: Know, O King, that my evidence should also be heard. I was captured by this old woodcutter and not by these mob. Give him, therefore, his reward, and do what you will with me.
At this the woodcutter stepped forward and told the king the truth about Hatims having offered himself as a sacrifice for the future security of his family. The new king was so overwhelmed by this story that he ordered his army to withdraw, placed Hatim Tai back on his throne, and retired to his own country.
Can our billionaires be this generous, and so loved by their people like Hatim? If there is any lesson you have learnt from this story, please share it with me. May Allah count us among the generous (ameen). So, what was the reaction of the Persian King to this story? We shall continue next week in sha Allah.
Abdulkadir Salaudeen writes from Gashua
salahuddeenabdulkadir@gmail.com
