One day I came out of Bayta’llah [the House of Allah] and crossed the street. There was a taxi parked in front. I said to the taxi driver,
“I have to go to such and such place”.
When I sat with him, he started to curse everyone that passed in front of the car. I thought I should give him dawah. When I started to give dawah, he said,
“I haven’t seen Bayta’llah in ten years, why should I listen to you?”
