Makki zindagi ka daur tha. Garam ret, sakht hawa aur logon ke dil nafrat se bhare hue the. Isi shehar Makkah mein Allah ke aakhri Nabi, Hazrat Muhammad ﷺ, logon ko ek Allah ki ibadat, sachai aur insaniyat ka paighaam de rahe the. Lekin mushrikeen-e-Makkah ko yeh baat pasand nahi aati thi. Woh Nabi ﷺ ko satate, taanay dete, aur har mumkin koshish karte ke yeh paighaam aage na badhe. Phir bhi Rasool Allah ﷺ ne kabhi gussa, badla ya sakhti ka rasta ikhtiyar nahi kiya—sirf sabr aur rehmat. Rozana jab Nabi ﷺ Haram ki taraf se guzarte, ek budhiya un par kachra phenkti. Kabhi pathar, kabhi gandagi. Yeh silsila roz ka tha. Log dekhte, hansi udate, lekin Nabi ﷺ khamoshi se apna raasta tay kar lete. Na koi bad-dua, na koi shikayat. Ek din aisa hua ke jab Nabi ﷺ us raaste se guzre to kachra nahi aaya. Doosra din bhi wahi haal. Rasool Allah ﷺ ruk gaye. Dil mein khayal aaya: “Shayad woh aurat beemar ho.” Aap ﷺ seedha us ke ghar gaye. Darwaza khatkhataaya. Budhiya hairan reh gayi—jis par woh zulm karti thi, aaj wahi us ka haal poochne aaya tha. Nabi ﷺ ne farmaya: “Main tumhari khairiyat jaan’ne aaya hoon.” Yeh alfaaz sun kar budhiya ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. Usne kaha: “Tum mujh se itni achhai kyun karte ho jab ke main tumhe takleef deti rahi?” Rasool Allah ﷺ ne nihayat narmi se jawab diya: “Main to sirf wohi karta hoon jo mera Rab mujhe sikhata hai.” Us din us aurat ka dil badal gaya. Usne Islam qabool kar liya. Yeh tha akhlaq-e-Muhammadi ﷺ—jo dushman ko bhi dost bana deta hai.