After the verses on Abu Lahab was revealed, Abu Lahab’s wife Ummu Jamil (Awra) was extremely disturbed… With a big stone in her hand, she capriciously went to the Haram al-Sharif to hit our Master with it…

At that point the Rasul of Allah (saw) was sitting with Abu Bakr (ra) and Omar (ra) at the Haram al-Sharif…

When they saw Ummu Jamil approaching Abu Bakr turned to our Master and said, “O Rasul of Allah! She’s a foulmouthed, abusive woman… Perhaps we should leave…”

Our master, calm and confident, comforted Abu Bakr:

“Don’t worry, she won’t see me!

When Ummu Jamil came close, she really couldn’t see our Master. She wasn’t fond of Omar very much, so she asked Abu Bakr, “Where’s your friend?”

Abu Bakr also asked, “What business do you have with him?”

Ummu Jamil was outraged:

“I heard he satirized and ridiculed me… I swear if I find him, I will hit his mouth with this stone! If he’s a poet, so am I! I too know how to mock and write satire!”

Abu Bakr replied:

“I swear by the Kaaba that he has neither mocked you nor your husband! My friend is neither a poet nor does he know how to read poems! 

Ummu Jamil didn’t understand: 

“You’re lying... Everybody is saying he satirized me!” 

Omar (ra) joined the conversation:

“Woe to you for thinking he’s a poet!”

Ummu Jamil was really not fond of Omar (ra):

“O Son of Khattab! I am not talking to you!”

Abu Bakr (ra) asked:

“Can you see the man sitting next to me?”

Ummu Jamil was confused:

“Are you playing with me? I see nobody except for Omar next to you…”

Then she read the satire she wrote for our Master and left…

Abu Bakr was astounded; he asked our Master:

“O Rasul of Allah, did Ummu Jamil see you?”

“No! She couldn’t see me! Allah removed her sight, and the angels prevented her from seeing me!”

Ummu Jamil then made her son Utayba divorce his wife Rukiyya, who was our Master’s daughter…

As a result of all these events a serious disunion and divergence settled in Mecca causing the people to split into two. The unbelievers on one side, the Muslims on the other…  Albeit the Muslims were only a group of 30-40 people, so I don’t know how correct it would be to say, “two groups” They were a very small minority against the great population of unbelievers, who did not hold anything back when it came to causing difficulty and suffering to the believers…

All of the rich, noble, powerful people were among the unbelievers. Yet despite the number of all the mighty and forceful opposers among them, the one to cause the biggest harm and pain to our Master was his very own uncle, Abu Lahab…

One side of our Master’s house was Abu Lahab’s house, on the other side was Ukba bin Muait’s house… During the night Abu Lahab and Ukba would dump fecal matter, both of humans and animals, in front of our Master’s door…

One very early morning again as Abu Lahab was dumping feces and filthy matter in front the Rasul’s door, Hamza (ra) happened to walk past…When he saw Abu Lahab, he walked up to him with fury and asked, “What the hell are you doing!?” Annoyed at being caught by Hamza, who was a man of firm temperament, and who happened to care a lot for our Master, Abu Lahab recklessly answered:

“You know he satirizes and mocks us…”

Hamza grabbed the bag out of Abu Lahab’s hand and rebuked, “The shit in your hand belongs on your head!” then turned the bag over, poured it on Abu Lahabs head and walked away as if nothing had happened… Abu Lahab was left covered in filth and feces, “Damn you!” he yelled at Hamza as he helplessly tried to clean himself.

This unacceptable behavior deeply saddened our Master. Every morning he would wake up and mutter to himself, “What kind of neighbor would do this o sons of Abdu Manaf?” while cleaning the dirt from his doorsill…

The only topic on the agenda of the people of Quraish was now ‘how to stop Muhammad and the spreading of Islam’… 

This was the only thing they thought about, this was the only thing they talked about…