Once, Ubaydullah al Ahrari called one of his murids and said: “Oh Abdullah, go climb that mountain and wait there for me, I am coming after you.” The murid climbed the mountain and began to wait. The morning passed, then the afternoon. The sun set and still there was no sign of the shaykh. The next day the dervish waited patiently, but still the shaykh did not come. But his orders were clear, so he waited: a week, a month, a year, five years, seven years. He survived on that mountain as a beast would survive. In the summer he fed himself with berries and in the winter from the bark of trees.
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