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?”
Across the street from Bayta’llah, at about a furlongs distance, there’s a taxi stand. People from all the seven continents get pulled in to come see Bayta’llah, and his heart has become so hard that he hasn’t visited it for ten years.
After hearing what he had just said, my facial expression must have been one of shock. He said,
“Why do you worry? There are hundreds like me.”
[Mawlana Tariq Jamil]
Sabīl 
Well, that’s depressing…