8th Muharram

8th Muharram : HAZRAT ABBAS(a.s)

Bismillahir Rahmanir Raheem

Tonight is the night of 8th of Moharram.

Surely tonight, we will shed more tears. We will do more matam.

Tonight is a very tragic night, it is the night of Hazrat Abbas.

Abbas! Who was Abbas(AS)?

Abbas, the Captain; Abbas, the Commander; Abbas, the brave and strong warrior; Abbas, the Alamder - flag bearer; Abbas, the faithful brother; Abbas, the guardian of Umme Kulthoom and Bibi Zainab; Abbas, Sakina's dearest uncle; Abbas, son of Ummul Baneen; Abbas, the lion son of Ali.

Abbas (AS)was like his father, Ali(AS). He had all the qualities of his great father. Abbas (AS)was brave, strong, wise, loving, obedient and faithful.

His father, Ali(AS), on his dying bed, gave Abbas' hand to Hussain(a.s) said:

My son Abbas, Hussain(a.s) is the son of Bibi Fatima(s.a). Abbas, you are my son. Abbas, Hussain(a.s) is your master. You are Hussain(a.s)'s slave. Abbas, take care of Hussain(a.s)."

Since that day, Abbas(AS) had fulfilled Hussain(a.s)'s every wish like a faithful slave.

Abbas treated Hussain(a.s) like his master.

He always treated Bibi Kulthoom(SA) and Bibi Zainab (SA)with great respect.

He followed Hussain(a.s) like a shadow.

Abbas was with Hussain(a.s) in Karbala.

Hussain(a.s) knew Abbas was like their father, Ali(AS), a brave and strong warrior.

He would tell Abbas(AS):

"My brother Abbas(AS) keep your sword in its place. Don't take your sword out to fight. We have come to save Islam. Abbas(AS), we have come to teach true Islam. We will teach Islam - not with our swords but with our character. Patience Abbas(AS), patience"

When Yazid's men pulled out Hussain(a.s)'s tents from the river bank, Abbas became very angry. He pulled out his sword and wanted to fight there and then. Hussain(a.s) said:

"No Abbas, no! Be patient. We have not come here to fight, Abbas(AS).

Imagine a warrior like Abbas(AS), asked not to pull his sword out, after being treated so badly. That needs great patience.

Ashura came. Ali Akber(AS) gave his last Adhan. Everyone in Hussain(a.s)'s camp prayed Fajr Namaaz.

The battle of Karbala began. One-by-one, Hussain(a.s)'s companions went to the battlefield and were martyred.

Everytime a body was brought to the tent, Abbas went to Hussain(a.s) and said:

Master, now allow me to go to the battlefield. Enough, Master, enough. Let me go and fight those beastly men, Master."

Every time, Hussain(a.s) calmed Abbas (AS)down by saying:

"No Abbas, no! How can I let you go? You are the captain of my army. You are my right hand man, Abbas. You are mu support, Abbas. Where would I be without you, Abbas? No Abbas(AS), no."

Abbas' three brothers went to the battlefield and were martyred.

Auno - Mohammed went to the battlefield and were martyred.

Qasim (AS)went. His body was trampled and torn to pieces,

Abbas (AS)became very restless and could not take it anymore. Somehow, he must get permission.

Abbas walked to Umme Kulthoom and Zainab's tent and then turned back.

He knew they won't let him go.

Abbas walked to Hussain(a.s)'s tent several times and back again. How could he persuade Hussain(a.s) to let him go?

Abbas is restless. Abbas wants permission to fight.

Just then, little Sakina(SA), with her mashk, came to Abbas. "Uncle Abbas, look at my mashk. It is very dry. AL-ATASH, uncle. Sakina is very thirsty, uncle Abbas."

Abbas thought of a way to get permission from Hussain(a.s).

He picked up little Sakina and went to Hussain(a.s)'s tent.

Abbas sat in front of Hussain(a.s), with Sakina on his lap.

Abbas didn't have to say anything.

Hussain(a.s) looked at Abbas and then at Sakina(SA) and her mashk.

Hussain(a.s) understood Abbas' expression.

"Abbas, how can I say no, now? You have brought Sakina with you. Go Abbas, go. Go and fill Sakina's mashk with water.

One request, Abbas, leave your sword with me!

Remember, Abbas(AS), you are not going to the fight. You are just going to get water for Sakina(SA)."

Abbas gave his sword to Hussain(a.s). He kissed Sakina (SA)and put her down. He said:

"Sakina, pray for me, pray that I get water for you."

Abbas then went to Zainab(SA).

"Sister Zainab(SA), give me permission to go to the battlefield."

"Brother Abbas(AS), I used to hear that my hijab would be looted. Abbas(AS), I used to say, how dare could anyone snatch my hijab when I have eighteen brothers. Now Abbas(AS), that you are going, I believe that my hijab will really be looted."

Abbas(AS) went to the battlefield.

In one hand Abbas carried the Alam of Hussain(a.s)'s army and in the other he held a spear and Sakina's mashk. He had no sword to fight but had a spear for protection. He headed for River Furaat.

Yazid's soldiers saw Abbas coming. They had seen Abbas fight and knew he was like his father, Ali(AS). They were scared,

The few who dared to attack Abbas were killed by his spear.

Abbas (AS)reached the river and filled Sakina's mashk.

He then asked his faithful horse to drink water. The horse looked towards Hussain(a.s)'s camp and seemed to say:

"Master, are you sure that the water will reach Sakina(SA)? Master, how can I drink when Sakina (SA)and Ali Asghar (AS)are thirsty? Let us first give them water, and then I will drink some."

Abbas(AS), with his Alam in one hand and his spear and Sakina's water-filled mashk in the other, rode back.

Umar Saad, Yazid's commander, ordered his men to stop Abbas taking water to Hussain(a.s)'s tents.

The enemies surrounded Abbas(AS). They fired arrows from all directions.

Abbas(AS) was hit with many arrows. He was bleeding.

Just then, a soldier came from behind and struck his sword on Abbas' shoulder. Abbas (AS)gripped the mashk with his teeth, as his arm and spear fell to the ground.

Another soldier came and struck his sword into Abbas' other shoulder. The Alam and the other arm fell to the ground.

Imagine, Abbas(AS) on his horse - No arms - holding Sakina's mashk between his teeth.

Water must reach Sakina(SA). Abbas(AS), still had the strength to go on.

Sakina's mashk is still filled with water.

An arrow was shot. It hit Sakina's mashk. The water began to pour out.

Abbas lost all his strength as the water poured out from Sakina's mashk. He fell from his horse and cried out:

"Master, come to me. Master let me see you for the last time."

Hussain(a.s) heard Abbas. He was heartbroken. With his hands on his back he cried out:

"Son, Ali Akber, my back is gone. My support is gone. My Alamdar is gone."

Hussain(a.s) and Ali Akber rushed to the battlefield.

Hussain(a.s) saw his brother lying on the ground.

Imagine how Hussain(a.s) felt when he saw his brother lying on the ground - covered with blood, both arms severed.

He placed Abbas' head on his lap.

"My brother, Abbas? You are leaving me too. Abbas, what will I do without you? My support, Abbas, I am finished without you. My brother Abbas, can I do anything for you?"

"Yes, Master. When I came to this world, I saw your face first. Now, as I am going from this world, Master, I would like to see your face for the last time."

'Abbas, why can't you see me?"

"Master, my eyes are covered with blood."

Imam Hussain(a.s) cleaned Abbas' eyes. Abbas gazed at Hussain(a.s).

"Abbas, I have a wish too. All your life you have called me Master. Once, brother Abbas, just once, call me brother."

Abbas said:

"Hussain(a.s), my brother, do not take my body to the tents. I am ashamed of myself. I don't want Sakina to see me. I don't want my sisters Kulthoom and Zainab to see me like this. I don't want Kulthoom and Zainab to cry."

Abbas took his last breath and died on Hussain(a.s)'s lap.

Poor Hussain(a.s)? What should he do now?

Hussain(a.s) picked up the Alam and tied Sakina's mashk to it.

Sakina saw the Alam coming. She shouted:

"Children, come children. My uncle Abbas is coming with water. I will give all of you water. Come children, come."

Hussain(a.s) reached the tent. He cried out:

"Z-A-l-N-A-B…….Help me, Zainab(SA)…….The Alam has come……But the Alamdar has not…"

INNA LILLAHE WA INNA ELAIHI RAJEOON!

WE ARE FROM GOD AND TO GOD WE RETURN!

SYEDA ZAINAB ABBAS

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7th Muharram

7th Muharram : HAZRAT QASIM (a.s)

Bismillahir Rahmanir Raheem

Tonight is the night of 7th Moharram.

Our Moharram majaalis continues. We shall shed more tears for Karbala. We will continue our matam. Bibi Fatima(s.a) is watching all of us. Everyone will be rewarded on the Day of Judgement.

Our tears, our matam, for Hussain (a.s) will not be wasted. Hussain (a.s) will reward us. Bibi Fatima(s.a) will protect us. Allah will be pleased with us.

Hussain (a.s), his companions and his family are in Karbala.

The 7th of Moharram is a very tragic day in the event of Karbala.

On this day, water was stopped from reaching Hussain (a.s)'s camp. It was very hot in Karbala. As the days went by, the children became very thirsty.

The cry of, "AL-ATASH! AL-ATASH! AL-ATASH!" became more frequent.

Tonight is the night of SHAH QASIM(AS), the 13 year old son of Imam Hassan(AS) and Umme Farwah(SA).

Ashura came to the land of Karbala.

Ali Akber(AS) gave the Fajr Adhan. Everyone prayed the Fajr Namaaz.

One-by-one Hussain (a.s)'s companions went to the battlefield and gave their life for Islam. They all became MARTYRS! SHAHEED! SHAHEED-E- Karbala!

By Zuhr time, Imam Hussain (a.s) was left with only his family, Auno-Mohammed(AS). Qasim(AS), Ali Akber(AS) and Abbas(AS).

The companions of Imam Hussain (a.s) whilst they were alive did not let Imam Hussain (a.s)'s family go to the battlefield.

No one was left now.

Auno - Mohammed were keen to help their uncle save Islam. They went to the battlefield and never returned.

Qasim (AS)took permission from his mother, Umme Farwah, to fight.

Then he went to his uncle, Hussain (a.s) to ask for his permission to fight.

How can Hussain (a.s) give permission to his brother's son to die? How can he allow a young child to die?

"Qasim(AS), you are young. You are the only child of your mother. Qasim, you are my brother's son. I have promised my brother to look after you. My darling Qasim, you are the image of my brother. You remind me of Hassan. No, Qasim, no. I cannot allow you to die."

Qasim(AS) was very disappointed. He went to his mother for help. His mother reminded him of the taveez his father had tied to his arm.

Qasim opened the taveez, and placed inside found a letter for Hussain (a.s). Qasim was pleased to see the letter. He took the letter to his uncle, Hussain (a.s).

Hussain (a.s) read the letter from his brother, Hassan(AS):

"Brother Hussain (a.s), a day will come when Islam will need to be saved by sacrifice. Hussain (a.s), I will not be alive on that day, however my son, Qasim will be there. It is my wish that Qasim(AS) should represent me on that day."

"My dearest Qasim how can I stop you now. Go, Qasim, go." He took Qasim to Bibi Zainab(SA).

"Zainab(SA), bring me Hassan's abaa and his turban." Hussain (a.s) dressed Qasim with Hassan's abaa (cloak) and turban.

"Zainab(SA)! Look at Qasim, doesn't he look handsome? He looks just like our brother Hassan."

Tears flowed from Hussain (a.s)'s and Zainab's eyes as they remembered their brother.

Hussain (a.s) then dressed Qasim with the battlefield uniform and gave him the weapons.

A young child with adult weapons! Qasim was so young that his sword touched the ground as he walked.

He could not mount his horse on his own. Abbas(AS), his uncle helped him mount the horse.

The young fighter Qasim rode to the battlefield. A rider whose feet did not reach the stirrups, the foot straps on the horse, but he was keen to save Islam.

He was the young son of Hasan(AS), the grandson of Ali (AS)and he was trained by Abbas(AS).

Qasim fought gallantly, he fought a battle history will never forget. The enemy could not overpower him. One of Yazid's cowardly soldiers came from behind and hit Qasim (AS)on the head with a sword.

Qasim(AS) was covered in blood.

The young Qasim(AS), thirsty for three days, could not take it anymore. He fell from his horse. As he fell he cried out;

"O, UNCLE! COME QUICKLY. HELP ME, UNCLE!"

Hussain (a.s) and Abbas rushed to the battlefield.

Dreadful events then took place. The enemies of Islam thought that Hussain (a.s) and Abbas were coming to attack them. They got scared. There was confusion.

Horses ran from one side to another, from here to there! From there to here!

The horses ran over Qasim(as), who was lying wounded on the ground. He got trampled on.

Hussain (a.s) and Abbas(as) were searching for Qasim(as).

My darling Qasim(as), where are you? Qasim! speak to your uncle. Qasim! Qasim! Where are you my son?"

Qasim could not reply. Qasim had stopped breathing.

When the enemies withdraw, what did Hussain (a.s) see?

Qasim was not in one piece. The horses had trodden on him and torn him to pieces.

Imagine Hussain (a.s)'s feelings! His brother, Hasan's son lying trampled into pieces.

ALLAHO AKBER! ALLAHO AKBER!

What shall Hussain (a.s) do now? What shall Hussain (a.s) do now'?

Qasim torn into pieces! His arms and legs scattered on the sand of Karbala.

Hussain (a.s) took off his abaa and spread it on the ground. He gathered the pieces of Qasim's body and placed them on his abaa.

He then tied the abaa into a bundle.

Abbas(as0 helped Hussain (a.s) carry Qasim's trampled body.

When Hussain (a.s) reached the camp, he cried out:

"Z-A-I-N-A-B! HELP ME ZAINAB(sa). My heart is broken, Zainab(sa). I have no strength left to carry Qasim's body to the tent. Zainab(sa), ask Amma Fizza to help you take Qasim to the tent."

The ladies cried and did matam for Qasim.

"WA QASIMA! WA QASIMA! WA QASIMA!"

INNA LILLAHE WA INNA ELAIHI RAJEOON!

               WE ARE FROM GOD AND TO GOD WE RETURN!

SYEDA ZAINAB ABBAS.

6th Muharram

6th Muharram : Aun O Mohammad

Bismillahir Rahmanir Raheem

Today is the 6th night of Moharram.

Our majaalis continue. lnshallah, our eyes will shed more tears for the martyrs of Karbala.

We will do more Matam-e-Hussain(a.s).

"Hussain(a.s)! Karbala! MATAM! MAJAALIS!"

When these words echo from the walls of our mosque, a lady in black hijab joins us. She is Bibi Fatemah(SA). She watches us. She cries with us. She collects our tears.

Cry! Cry for Hussain(a.s)! lnshallah, our tears will not be wasted. Our tears for Hussain(a.s) will become our weapons against the hardships in our grave and on the Day of Judgement.

Hussain(a.s) is in Karbala. He hardly has 72 men with him. They are not all grown up adults. Some of Hussain(a.s)'s men are children. Aun and Mohammed, Bibi Zainab's young sons are there. Aun is only 13 years old. Mohammed is only 11 years old.

Tonight is the night of these two children, Auno - Mohammed.

First, let us send our greetings to those mothers of Karbala who sacrificed their children for Islam. Lucky are those mothers of Karbala whose children willingly and happily sacrificed their young lives for Islam.

Tonight, let us first comfort those mothers of Karbala who were proud to sacrifice their children for Islam.

Mothers of Karbala! Mother of Auno - Mohammed, Bibi Zainab(SA); mother of Qasim, Umme Farwah; mother of Ali Akber, Umme Laila; mother of Al Asghar, Umme Rubab.

Mothers of Karbala were proud of their children. They loved their children. Of course, like any mother they had the heart of a mother. A mother loves her children the most.

"Why then, did the Mothers of Karbala let their children die in Karbala?'

THEY KNEW Hussain(a.s) WAS ON THE RIGHT PATH. THEY KNEW THEIR SACRIFICES WOULD HELP SAVE ISLAM AND US FROM THE FIRE OF HELL.

Mothers of Karbala squashed their motherly love and sacrificed their children for Hussain(a.s) - FOR ISLAM!

How can we, the Hussain(a.s), ever forget those Mothers of Karbala?

Why shouldn't we cry and do matam for the Mothers of Karbala and their children Auno - Mohammed, Qasim, Ali Akber and Ali Asghar.

Majaalis-e-Karbala will never die. Matam-e-Karbala will never die. Yazids of yesterday have failed to stop it.

Yazids of today will not be able to stop it. Yazids of tommorrow may try thousands of times to crush it, but Majaalis-e-Hussain(a.s), Matam-e-Karbala, will not die. Allah Himself has promised to keep the name of Hussain(a.s) alive till the Day of Judgement.

Let us now focus our minds on Karbala.

Days and nights of Moharram unfolded on the land of Karbala.

The night of the 9th of Moharram came. Ashura night, a very tragic night and the last night of the martyrs of Karbala.

No-one in Hussain(a.s)'s camp slept on Ashura night.

Men spent the whole night praying, reciting duas and the Holy Quran.

Mothers of Karbala were preparing their children.

The next day was Ashura day. The day of the battle of Karbala.

What were the mothers telling their children? To be careful? To hide and save their lives?

No! They were telling their children to sacrifice their lives.

They were telling them to die! Didn't they love their children? Or course they did! They had the heart of a mother. They were proud of their children. They loved their children very much. Then why were they telling their children to sacrifice their lives? To die?

Because, THEY KNEW Hussain(a.s) WAS ON THE RIGHT PATH!

Because, THEIR SACRIFICE WOULD SAVE ISLAM!

Because, ALLAH WOULD BE PLEASED WITH THEM!

Now, let us listen to what the mothers of Karbala were telling their children on the right of Ashura.

Umme Laila is with her son, Ali Akber.

"My darling son, Ali Akber, tomorrow is the day of the battle. My son, Ali Akber, remember your life is not more important than the life of your father. Your father's life will be in danger tomorrow. My darling, don't hesitate to give your life to protect your father's life."

Umme Rubab is with her baby, Ali Asghar.

"My baby Asghar, I wish you were a young man. I would have sacrificed your life to save your father's life."

Umme Farwah is with her son, Qasim.

"Qasim! My son, my darling. If your father was alive today, he would have sacrificed his life first. My daring, don't embarrass me in front of your father on the Day of Judgement. Qasim, my son, do not hesitate to sacrifice your life to protect your uncle's life.

Umme KuIthoom, Imam Hussain(a.s)'s sister, was siting alone, weeping.

Abbas, her brother, heard her crying. He came to her tent.

"My sister, Kulthoom, why are you crying? What's the matter?"

"Abbas(AS)! Tomorrow is the day of sacrifice. I have no children to sacrifice."

"My sister, Kulthoom! Don't cry. Abbas(AS) is still alive. Tomorrow I will sacrifice my life as a gift on your behalf. I will be your sacrifice,"

Bibi Zainab(SA) is with her two sons, Auno - Mohammed.

"My sons, Auno - Mohammed, tomorrow is the day of battle. Your uncle, Hussain(a.s)'s life will be in danger. My darlings, if anything happens to Uncle Hussain(a.s), while you are still alive, I will be filled with shame. My Auno - Mohammed, I will not be able to face your grandmother, Bibi Fatemah(SA), on the Day of Judgement. Please, my dearest sons, don't let me down. Be the first ones to sacrifice your lives."

Ashura came.

Ali Akber gave the Adhan. Imam Hussain(a.s) led the Fajr prayers.

The day was already very hot. The battle began.

Imam Hussain(a.s)'s army of 72 thirsty and hungry men, against 20,000 of Yazid's men.

Hur went to the battlefield and was martyred by Yazid's beasts.

One-by-one, Hussain(a.s)'s companions went to the battlefield and were killed.

Since dawn, Bibi Zainab was watching the bodies being brought to the tent - one-by-one.

She called her sons, Auno - Mohammed.

"My sons, what are you waiting for? Why have you not been to the battlefield yet? Go and fight the enemies of Islam."

"Mother, since dawn, we have been to Uncle Hussain(a.s) many times for permission to fight. He keeps refusing us. Mother, you help us. Ask Uncle Hussain(a.s) to give us permission to fight Jehad."

Bibi Zainab called her brother, Hussain(a.s), to her tent.

"Brother Hussain(a.s)! I have been like a mother to you, haven't I? Hussain(a.s), your mother is begging you to let Auno - Mohammed go to the battlefield."

"Zainab, my sister, Jehad is not wajib on children. How can I let my sister's sons be killed while I am still alive? No, Zainab(SA), no!"

"Hussain(a.s), my brother! If Ali Akber dies before Auno- Mohammed, how will I be able to face our mother on the Day of Judgement. My brother, I will be filled with shame. Please, brother! Let them go."

Hussain(a.s) saw the disappointment on Zainab's face. Her eyes were filled with tears.

Hussain(a.s) put his arms around Auno - Mohammed and led them to their horses. He kissed them and helped them mount their horses.

"Go, go and show those beastly men that you have the blood of Jaffer (AS)and Ali(AS) in your veins."

Auno - Mohammed looked at their mother and said:

"Fl AMMANI-LLAH, MOTHER! KHUDA-HAFIZ, MOTHER!"

"BISMILLAH, my sons."

Auno - Mohammed rode out on to the battlefield. They fought bravely together. They were the grandsons of Jaffer and Ali. They pushed the enemies back. Hundreds of Yazid's men were killed.

Abbas(AS) and Hussain(a.s) watched the two brothers fight so fiercely despite being thirsty for three days. Abbas(AS), who had trained Auno - Mohammed in the art of sword fighting, was filled with pride.

Umar Saad, Yazid's commander, got worried. He ordered his soldiers to separate the two brothers and then attack them from all sides.

Auno - Mohammed were separated. Each one was then surrounded by Yazid's soldiers.

The two brothers were attacked by horsemen running from one side to another. Auno - Mohammed were attacked with arrows, swords, spears and daggers from all sides.

How much can two young children, thirsty and hungry for three days take? As they fell, they called out for their uncle.

'Uncle! Came quickly! Uncle, come and help us."

Hussain(a.s) and Abbas (AS)rushed to the battlefield.

The children were severely wounded. They were taking their last breaths.

"Uncle, give our salaam to our mother. Uncle, please tell our mother that just as she had told us, we did not go towards the river".

Imam Hussain(a.s) and Abbas (AS)carried the two young bodies to the tent.

Ali Akber(AS) cried out:

My brothers, Auno - Mohammed, have been killed."

Zainab(SA) heard the cry from her tent. She did not cry. She laid her muslah and performed a sajdah.

Ya, Allah I thank you for accepting my sacrifice. Ya, Allah! I am proud of my two sons who have given their lives for Islam!"

Auno – Mohammed's bodies were laid on the floor. The ladies gathered around. They cried and did matam.

'WA AUNNA, WA MOHAMMEDA, WA AUNNA, WA MOHAMMEDA."

Zainab(SA) did not cry. She did not do matam for Auno- Mohammed.

INNA LILLAHE WA INNA ELAIHI RAJEOON!

WE ARE FROM GOD AND TO GOD WE RETURN!

 

SYEDA ZAINAB ABBAS.

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5th Muharram

5th Muharram: HABIB IBNE MAZAAHIR 

Bismillahir Rahmanir Raheem

Today is the 5th night of Moharram.

Our majaalis continue. We will recite more nawhas to mourn the great loss in Karbala. Our eyes will shed more tears and our matam will increase.

Day-by-day, the scene in Karbala is changing. More and more soldiers join the enemy's camp. Thousands have gathered to kill Hussain(a.s) - the grandson of the Holy Prophet.

Bibi Zainab(SA) said to her brother:

"Brother Hussain(a.s)! Thousands of soldiers are gathering to fight you. We have hardly 72 men with us. Do you not have anyone to come to your help?"

"My sister Zainab(SA), many wanted to join me during the journey from Medina to Karbala. I politely discouraged them because their intention was not truthful. Many joined and have run away during the journey because they were scared of dying."

He continued:

"Zainab(SA)! My sister! Falsehood can buy many supporters, but truth has only a few friends. The soldiers on the other side have been bought. They prefer happiness in this world than in the world hereafter. My 72 truthful men prefer happiness in the world hereafter and that is why they are with me."

That night, Imam Hussain(a.s) wrote a letter to his childhood friend, Habib lbne Mazaahir, who was in Kufa.

Kufa was blocked off and nobody was allowed to leave.

Habib Ibne Mazaahir did not know the whereabouts of Imam Hussain(a.s) until the letter from Hussain(a.s) arrived at his house. At the time he was having breakfast with his wife and a young son.

Habib read the letter from Hussain(a.s). He kissed it and tears began to flow from his eyes.

His wife asked him what was wrong. Habib said:

"I have received a letter from my master, Hussain(a.s). He has asked me to join him in Karbala. Yazid's soldiers have surrounded him and are after his life."

Habib's wife said:

"Habib! Your childhood friend has called you. Your master needs your help. What are you waiting for? Go Habib, before it is too late!"

Habib's worry was how to escape from Kufa without being seen.

He instructed his slave to take his horse to a farm outside the city and to wait for him there. The slave did as he was told.

The slave took Habib's horse to a farm outside the city. He waited for his master. His master was delayed.

The slave started talking to the horse:

"O horse! Master Hussain(a.s) is in trouble. He needs help. He has asked my master Habib to join him. Master Habib is late. Horse If he does not manage to escape from Kufa, I will ride on you and go to Hussain(a.s)'s help."

At Asr time, most of the men were in mosque. Habib managed to reach the farm where his horse was waiting.

He quickly mounted his horse and said to his slave:

"Go, my friend, Go! I am freeing you from my services"

"Master! You are not being fair. I have served you faithfully for years. Now, I have a chance to serve the son of Bibi Fatemah, and you are asking me to go. Why are you denying me a place in Heaven'?"

Habib was taken aback by the words of his slave. He was pleased to hear that he had recognised the difference between the truth and the wrongful. He wanted to sacrifice his life for truth.

Habib asked his slave to mount his horse. Together they galloped towards Karbala.

Habib reached Karbala late in the evening. Imam Hussain(a.s) greeted him with great affection.

Bibi Zainab(SA) heard that Habib had come. She asked her maid, Fizza, to convey her greetings to Habib.

When Habib heard that Bibi Zainab(SA) had sent greetings to him, he screamed out in grief and anger. He threw his turban down on to the ground. He slapped his face. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he spoke:

"What a sad day! What has happened to the household of Bibi Fatemah? The princess! Grand-daughter of the Holy prophet, the daughter of Ali and Fatemah is sending her greetings to an ordinary person like me! Yazid! You beast, you tyrant! What have you done to the household of Bibi Fatemah?"

Days and nights of Moharram passed by, and Ashura came.

At dawn, Ali Akber gave Adhan for the last time.

Yazid's soldiers blew the trumpets to start the battle.

One-by-one, Hussain(a.s)'s companions went to the battlefield and gave their lives for Islam.

Hussain(a.s), Abbas and Ali Akber(AS) were busy from dawn to mid-day, collecting bodies from the battlefield,

Between Zohr and Asr time, Habib lbne Mazaahir came to Hussain(a.s). He said:

"My Master, Hussain(a.s), allow me to go to the battlefield. Let me sacrifice my life for Islam."

"Habib, my childhood friend. Stay with me. You give comfort to me, my friend."

Habib persisted with his request. Eventually Hussain(a.s) gave his permission.

Hussain(a.s) mounted his friend, Habib, on the horse. Habib lbne Mazaahir rode into the battlefield.

He fought bravely but was finally over-powered. He fell to the ground.

As Habib ibne Mazaahir fell to the ground, an enemy soldier came over and cut off his head.

All the marytrs of Karbala had their heads cut off, but Habib's was the first to be cut off by the enemy.

Habib's head was not hung on the spearhead like that of the other martyr's. Habib's head was tied to a horse and pulled along the land of Karbala.

Later on, in Shaam, Habib's head was tied to a horse's neck. A young boy, called Qasim, followed the horse wherever it went.

One day, the man riding the horse asked the young boy Qasim:

"Why are you following me around? What do you want?"

Qasim just looked at the head hanging from the horse's neck. The man asked again:

"Why are you staring at the head".

"This head is the head of my father, Habib ibne Mazaahir. please give it to me so that I can bury my father's head.

Habib's head seemed to look at his son and say:

"My son Qasim, you are thinking of burying my head. What about the head of Hussain(a.s) on that spearhead?"

INNA LILLAHE WA INNA ELAIHI RAJEOON!

WE ARE FROM GOD AND TO GOD WE RETURN!

 

SYEDA ZAINAB ABBAS

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4th Muharram

4^th Muharram : Janaabe Hur

Bismillahir Rahmanir Raheem

Today is the 4th night of Moharram.

Our majlis continues. We will recite nawhas to mourn the great loss in Karbala. Our eyes will shed more tears and our matam will increase.

Let us focus our minds on Hussain (a.s) in Karbala.

He has hardly 72 men with him. While, day-by-day, Yazid's vulture-like men are gathering in large numbers to kill Hussain (a.s).

On 9th Moharram, Yazid's commanders decide to fight Hussain (a.s) and his men. They blow the trumpets to start the battle.

Hussain (a.s) was not ready to fight. He called his brother, Abbas(AS), the commander of his small army.

"Abbas(AS)! Go to the commanders of Yazid's army and ask them to give us one more night. We will be ready tomorrow."

Abbas went with Hussain (a.s)'s request. It was granted. Why did Hussain (a.s) ask for one more night?

To pray? To spend one more day with his children? To spend one more day with his darling daughter, Sakina(SA)?

No Hussain (a.s) was waiting for a special guest – HUR!

Who was Hur?

Hur was a captain of Yazid's army. He was the captain who stopped Hussain (a.s) from going to Kufa. He, with his 1,000 men, forced Hussain (a.s) to come to Karbala.

Hur, the name means to be free. Hur lived up to his name. He freed himself from the Fire of Hell before it was too late.

The events in Karbala teach us many lessons.

Hur taught us a lesson. He set an example for us.

We should think of Hur all the time during our life. Hur had a choice between Hell and Heaven. He had a choice between glory in this world or happiness in the world hereafter.

It is never too late to ask for forgiveness. Hur chose Heaven. He chose happiness in the world hereafter.

In our lifetime, there are many times when we have to make a choice between good and bad, between Halal and Haram, between right and wrong, between Hell and Heaven.

Be like Hur, choose good deeds! Choose Halal things, go for truth and choose to be in Heaven. Happiness and glory in this world are short lived, while the happiness in the world hereafter is everlasting.

On 9th Moharram, Hur could hear the cry:

"AL-ATASH! AL-ATASH! AL-ATASH!" "THIRST THIRST! THIRST!"

The children in Hussain (a.s)'s camp were crying for water.

Hur was very restless. He kept on thinking what a grave mistake he had made by bringing Hussain (a.s) to Karbala.

"What have I done? Why? Why did I put the son of Fatima(s.a) in this position? Will Hussain (a.s) forgive me? Will Allah forgive me? Will Bibi Fatima(s.a) forgive me? How can I ask for forgiveness?"

Hur could not sleep the whole night. He spent the night weeping and begging Allah to forgive him.

The 10th of Moharram came! It was very early in the morning. Horses in Yazid's camp were hot and uncomfortable.

They were jumping up and down. They could not keep their hooves on the ground because it was so hot.

Yazid's soldiers poured buckets of water on the horses' hooves to cool them and calm them.

Hur watched as gallons of water was poured on the horses. He thought:

"So much water for the animals, while the children of Bibi Fatemah (SA)are crying for a few drops of water. There is so much water for the animals but none for the grandson of the Holy Prophet."

"AL-ATASH! AL-ATASH! AL-ATASH!", echoed through Hur's ears.

Hur could not take it anymore. He called his son and said:

"My son, I have made a terrible mistake. I have brought such a pious and truthful man here to be killed. Please, my son, quickly take me to Imam Hussain (a.s). I want to beg him to forgive me before it is too late. I am ashamed of myself. Will Hussain (a.s) forgive me? How can I face him?"

Hur continued:

"My son, before you take me to Hussain (a.s), tie my hands and cover my face, so that I do not have to face him while I ask for his forgiveness."

Hur's son did what his father had asked him to do. He tied Hur's hands and covered his face.

Hur and his son mounted their horses and headed towards Hussain (a.s)'s camp.

Abbas(AS), who was guarding the tents, saw the two men coming towards him. He thought they were coming to attack them. He pulled out his sword and warned them to stop where they were.

Imam Hussain (a.s) also saw the two men.

"Abbas(AS), my brother Abbas(AS)! Put your sword back! Those two men are not coming to fight us. That is Hur, my special guest. I have been waiting for him. Let us go and receive them, Abbas(AS)."

Imam Hussain (a.s) and Abbas(AS) went to meet Hur.

"Welcome, Hur, welcome. I have been waiting for you."

Hur threw himself at Hussain (a.s)'s feet.

"My master, please forgive me. Please forgive me. I am extremely sorry for what I have done. I am ashamed of myself."

Imam Hussain (a.s) took Hur in his arms and said:

"Hur, my friend, I forgive you. I assure you that my grandfather, my father and my mother have also forgiven you. Come with me, Hur."

Imam Hussain (a.s), Abbas(AS), Hur and his son rode back to the tents.

It was Fajr time. Ali Akber(AS) gave Adhan. They all prayed the Fajr Namaaz.

Soon after that, Yazid's soldiers blew the trumpets to start the battle.

Hur asked Imam Hussain (a.s) for permission to go and fight the enemies of Islam.

"Hur, you are my guest. You have only been with me for a short time. I have not been able to look after you properly. I have neither fed you nor have I been able to give you water. At least spend some time with me. No, Hur, no. I cannot let you die! You are my guest."

Hur did not give up. He kept insisting on being the first to go to battle.

Imam Hussain (a.s) then thought that, the longer Hur stayed with him, the more he would suffer from thirst and hunger.

Imam Hussain (a.s) gave permission to Hur.

"Go, Hur, go! Khuda Hafiz, Hur."

Imam Hussain (a.s) himself mounted Hur on his horse.

Hur went to the battlefield.

He was a strong and brave man. He fought the battle gallantly and sent many of Yazid's men to Hell.

Eventually, Hur came off his horse. Severely wounded, he called for Hussain (a.s).

"Master, Master! Come quickly. Let me see you for the last time."

Hur was taking his last breaths. Imam Hussain (a.s) placed Hur's head on his lap.

"KHUDA HAFIZ, HUR. Go, Hur, go! My grandfather is waiting for you. My father and mother are waiting for you. We will be joining you soon in Heaven. Khuda Hafiz, Hur"

Imam Hussain (a.s), with tears in his eyes, prayed to Allah:

"YA, ALLAH! Please forgive Hur and grant him a place in Heaven."

Hur died on Imam Hussain (a.s)'s lap and Abbas and AlI AkbeR(AS) helped Imam(AS) carry Hur's body to the tent.

INNA LILLAHE WA INNA ELAIHI RAJEOON!

WE ARE FROM GOD AND TO GOD WE RETURN!

SYEDA ZAINAB ABBAS

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3rd Muharram : Janaabe John

3^rd Muharram : Janaabe John

Bismillahir Rahmanir Raheem

Today is the 3rd night of Moharram.

Majaalis-e-Hussain (a.s) continues. As the nights of Moharram go by, our hearts are weighed down with more and more grief. We continue to hear the majaalis about the tragedy of Karbala.

Ashura day is not far away We will recite more marsias and nawhas. Our matam will increase. Our eyes will continue to shed tears for the Martyrs of Karbala.

"Hussain (a.s)! MOHARRAM! KARBALA! ASHURA! MARSIAS! NOHAS! TABOOT! ALAM! MASHK! MATAM!"

When Bibi Fatima(s.a) hears these words, she joins us. She cries with us. She cries for Aun and Mohammed, Qasim, Abbas, Ali Akber, Ali Asgar and Hussain (a.s), who are her family. She also cries for, and is thankful to those martyrs of Karbala who were not related to Hussain (a.s). She especially cries for them because they died in Karbala helping her son Hussain (a.s) save Islam.

Among those not related to Hussain (a.s) were sixteen slaves. Most of them were from Ethopia. Some belonged to Imam Hussain (a.s)'s family and others to the companions of the Imam.

On the night before Ashura, Imam and his companions had freed these slaves and urged them to go away to seek their safety. But none of the sixteen slaves left Imam Hussain (a.s). They understood Imam's mission and preferred to die in Karbala with Hussain (a.s). They knew they would be rewarded with a place in Heaven.

Amongst them was a slave called John.

Today let us remember Janabe John and cry with Bibi Fatima(s.a) for his sacrifice in Karbala.

Janabe John was sent as a gift from Abu Ghiffari, to the household of Hazrat Ali (a.s) and BibI Fatima(s.a). In the company of Hazrat Ali(AS) he learnt the tafseer of the Quran and traditions of the Holy Prophet. He also knew the Holy Qur'an by heart. When Hazrat Ali(AS) was martyred, John stayed with Imam Hassan(AS) and after Imam Hassan's death he stayed on with Imam Hussain (a.s).

Janabe John was blessed to be with the three Imams. What a lucky man!

When Imam Hussain (a.s) left Medina John insisted on joining him.

On the night before Ashura, John spent the whole night sharpening his sword whilst reciting the Holy Qur'an.

The next day was the tragic day of Ashura. At dawn Ali Akber (AS)gave the Adhan.

"Allaho Akberl Allaho Akber! Allaho Akber! Allaho Akberl"

This was the last Adhan by Ali Akber(AS). It was recited with great emotion. Tears flowed from Ali Akber's eyes.

The sun rose from the east. By 10 am, the desert was like a furnace. The friends and family of Hussain (a.s) were suffering great hardship. They have been without water for three days now.

Yazid's soldiers blew the trumpets to start the battle.

The battle of Karbala started.

One-by-one, Imam's friends took permission to go for Jehad.

One-by-one Hussain (a.s)'s companions were martyred. All of them fought bravely and died a hero's death.

Hussain (a.s), with his brother Abbas (a.s) and son Ali Akber (a.s) , went to the battlefield and carried their bodies to the tent.

At midday, after Zohr prayers, Janabe John came to Imam Hussain (a.s). He stood silently with arms folded.

Imam Hussain (a.s) looked at John and said:

"John! My friend John! What is the matter?"

"My master! Enough is enough I cannot bear to see any more suffering. I cannot bear to see the children of Bibi Fatima(s.a) killed in front of me. Please Master! Allow me to go to the battlefield."

"John, you are an old man! Jehad is not wajib for an old man like you. No, John, no! I cannot allow you to die."

John was determined to get permission.

"Master, I know why you are not letting me go to the battlefield. Is it because I am a black slave and you do not want the blood of a black slave to mix with the blood of the Holy family?"

Hussain (a.s) was deeply shocked to hear this.

"John! My friend John! Do not say that! You know we do not keep such differences."

"Go, John, go! Allah be with you!"

Hussain (a.s) himself then helped dress John for the battle. He mounted John on the horse and said:

"Khuda Hafiz, John!"

John was very pleased with himself as he headed for the battlefield.

On his way to the battlefield he remembered his time with the Holy Prophet(s.a.w.w). He remembered how dearly the Prophet loved his grandson, Hussain (a.s).

John remembered how the Prophet himself used to nurse Hussain (a.s)'s injuries, sustained whilst playing.

John remembered the day when Hussain (a.s) climbed on the Prophet's back while he was praying Namaaz. The Holy Prophet stayed in sajda till Hussain (a.s) came off his back. The Holy Prophet did not want to hurt his beloved grandson.

John's eyes were full of tears as he reached the battlefield.

He spoke to the soldiers on the other side:

"Look at me! You have seen me with the Holy Prophet (sa.w.w). Remember the Holy Prophet by looking at me. You say the Holy Prophet (sa.w.w) is the messenger of Allah. You call yourselves Muslims. Do you think the Holy Prophet (sa.w.w) will be pleased with you for killing his beloved grandson?"

He continued:

"What has Hussain (a.s) done to you? He is innocent. Leave him alone. Save yourselves from the Fire of Hell."

Yazid's soldiers were evil. They were not Muslims. They were not prepared to listen to the truth.

Janabe John was attacked. Arrows were fired from all directions. John fought the Jehad bravely. He sent many to the Fire of Hell.

Alas, how much can an eighty year old man take, thirsty and hungry for three days?

As he fell from his horse, he cried out:

"My Master! Come to see me! Let me see you for the last time."

Imam Hussain (a.s) heard John calling him and he rushed to the battlefield. Abbas (a.s) and Ali Akber (a.s) accompanied him.

Hussain (a.s), Abbas (a.s) and Ali Akber (a.s) reached the battlefield where John was lying wounded and taking his last breaths.

Imam Hussain (a.s) placed John's head on his lap. Tears poured from Hussain (a.s)'s eyes.

"John! I am very sorry! You are leaving my home without food or water for three days. John! Please forgive me!"

"Master! Why are you sorry? You have done me a big favour by letting me fight and sacrifice my life for Islam."

Janabe John continued:
"Look, Master, look! Who has come to receive me? The Holy Prophet (sa.w.w) himself is here. Bibi Fatima (s.a) is here. Imam Ali (a.s) and Imam Hasan (a.s) are here!"

Janabe John's soul was taken away to Heaven

SYEDA ZAINAB ABBAS

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2nd Muharram : Arrival in Karbala

2^nd Muharram : Arrival in Karbala

Bismillahir Rahmanir Raheem

Today is the 2nd night of Moharram. On the 2nd day of Moharram, Hussain(a.s)'s caravan reached Karbala. Thousands of Yazid's soldiers were already there, having arrived long before the Imam.

The small tribe living in Karbala gathered around Hussain(a.s)'s caravan. Imam Hussain(a.s) enquired about the price of the land in Karbala. He then bought the entire land.

Then, he first spoke to the menfolk of the tribe.

"O, menfolk of Karbala! We have not come here to fight. Yazid's soldiers will fight with us and we will be killed. They will not bury our bodies and our bodies will be left to the wild animals of the desert. I request a favour from you. Please, bury our bodies.

Imam Hussain(a.s) then turned to the womenfolk of the tribe.

"Ladies of Karbala! Your menfolk, out of fear of Yazid's soldiers might not bury our bodies. Ladies! When your men are working in the fields, please come out of your houses and bury our bodies.

Somehow Imam Hussain(a.s) did not feel the men nor the women would carry out his request.

Sadly, he turned to the children who had gathered and spoke gently to them.

Children! If your father or your mother are unable to bury us, I beg you to throw a fistful of sand over our bodies while you are playing in the fields. That way, children, our bodies will slowly get buried."

Then, he turned to everyone who had gathered around and spoke again.

"My second request to you all is to look after the people who will come to visit our graves after our death. They will be my guests so please look after them and feed them for three days."

Imam then ordered the tents to be pitched by the river. It was very hot in Karbala and the supply of water was absolutely essential for survival.

Abbas(a.s), commander of Hussain(a.s)'s army, with his men, started to pitch the tents by the river. The commanders of Yazid's army ordered their men to pull out Hussain(a.s)'s tents. They stopped Hussain(a.s)'s tents from being pitched by the river.

Abbas(a.s) became very angry. He pulled out his sword and wanted to kill the enemies.

Abbas(a.s), the lion son of Ali(AS), was like his father. He was very brave and strong. The enemies feared him. If he wanted the tents to be pitched by the river, then Yazid's men even though in thousands, would not be able to stop him.

Hussain(a.s) saw what was happening and quickly intervened. He knew his brother's temper and strength.

"Abbas(AS), My brother Abbas(AS), Put your sword back. Abbas(AS), we have not come here to fight. Later on, people will say that we started the battle for water. Abbas(AS)! My brother Abbas(AS)! Calm down and put your sword back! Let us move away from here. We will pitch our tents elsewhere."

Abbas (AS)considered his brother to be his master and always obeyed his commands. He(AS) put his sword back and ordered his men to pitch their tents away from the river.

This was the 2nd of Moharram. As nights and days passed by, the scene in Karbala changed.

Day by day Yazid's army increased in number. Nearly 20,000 of Yazid's soldiers surrounded Hussain(a.s)'s tents.

Why so many to fight no more than 72 men in Hussain(a.s)'s army?

Despite having so many men in Yazid's army, his commanders were still worried because the 72 men in Hussain(a.s)'s army were no ordinary men. They were brave, faithful and did not fear death.

Yazid's soldiers knew this and therefore thought of a way to weaken Hussain(a.s)'s army.

On 7th Moharram, Yazid's commanders ordered their men to stop water from reaching Hussain(a.s)'s tents.

There were many ladies and children with Hussain(a.s) and they suffered a lot without water and food.

For three days, one could hear children crying for water.

"AL-ATASH! AL-ATASH! AL-ATASH! WATER! WATER! WATER! THIRST! THIRST! THIRST!"

Abbas (AS)could hear this. He could hear his beloved Sakina (SA)crying for water. Abbas(AS) loved Sakina (SA)dearly and always got her anything she wanted.

Everytime Abbas(AS) heard Sakina(SA) crying for water, he shook with grief.

Abbas(AS)! Poor Abbas(AS), could not bear to hear Sakina(SA) crying.

"AL-ATASH! AL-ATASH! AL-ATASH!" echoed through the land of Karbala for three days and nights. Many little children died from thirst and hunger.

SYEDA ZAINAB ABBAS

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1st Muharram Majlis-e-Husain(a.s)

1^st Muharram: Majlis-e-Husain(a.s)

Bismillahir Rahmanir Raheem

Today is the first night of Moharram - the start of a new Islamic year.

We do not greet it with merry-making, nor celebrate it by holding parties. Our hearts are filled with sadness and grief because we remember those martyrs who were killed in Kerbala.

For the next twelve days and nights, we hold Majaalis-e-Hussain (a.s) to mourn the death of Imam Hussain (a.s), his family and companions.

The word 'majaalis' means seatings where people gather and sit.

In Majaalis of Moharram, we recall the events of the martydom of Imam Hussain (a.s), his family and companions, and the hardship and suffering of those in his family who survived the tragedy of Kerbala.

The first Majlis-e-Hussain (a.s) was started by his sister, Bibi Zainab(s.a), as soon as they were set free by Yazid. Since then all the Imams and Shi'as have continued the Majaalis-e-Hussain (a.s) regularly.

Why do we hold these Majaalis?

To thank Imam Hussain (a.s), his family and companions for the great sacrifice in Karbala for saving us and Islam. We hold these Majaalis because we love our Imam and feel sad to hear about his hardship and suffering in Karbala, and also to comfort and please Bibi Fatima (s.a) - Imam Hussain (a.s)'s mother.

Bib Fatima (s.a) comes to Majaalis-e-Hussain (a.s). Though we cannot see her, she prays for us and our families' safety. She collects our tears when we cry for Imam Hussain (a.s) and his family. On the Day of Judgement she will return all those tears we have shed for her family. These tears will protect us from the Fire of Hell.

I would like you to think about what I have just said.

Examine your deeds and see if they are good enough for you to face Bibi Fatima (s.a) on the Day of Judgement. If you are not praying your wajib Namaaz regularly, how would you be able to face Bibi Fatima (s.a) on the Day of Judgement?

You have come to the Majaalis-e-Hussain (a.s) because you are thankful for what Hussain (a.s) did to save your religion. You cry and do matam for Hussain (a.s) because you love him. If you really love someone then you surely want to please him.

How can you please Hussain (a.s) if you are not praying Salaat regularly?

Majaalis-e-Hussain (a.s) will continue till the Day of Judgement.

It is not because of us. We are the only means through which Allah (S.W.T.) keeps Hussain (a.s)'s great sacrifice alive. Hussain (a.s) died saving Allah's religion and Allah (S.W.T.) has promised to keep alive Hussain (a.s) name and his great sacrifice, till the Day of Judgement.

Enemies of Islam can never stop majaalis and matam, even if they try thousands of times to do so.

On the 1st of Moharram, Imam Hussain (a.s)'s caravan had reached just outside Karbala. They pitched their tents for the night.

Hussain (a.s) and his sister, Zainab (s.a), were standing talking outside Hussain (a.s) tent.

Together they both sighted the moon of 1st of Moharram.

Tears flowed from Hussain (a.s) eyes.

Zainab (s.a) grew worried and asked her brother:

"My dearest brother Hussain (a.s), why are there tears in your eyes?"

"Zainab! My sister Zainab! Please pray for me that I keep my promise to Allah (S.W.T.). Pray, my sister, that I succeed in completing my mission to save Islam. Zainab! Pray for me that I do not hesitate in giving up my life for Islam."

Hussain (a.s) was not crying because he was worried about dying. Hussain (a.s) did not ask his sister to pray to Allah (S.W.T.) to save his life. All he was concerned about was saving us and Islam.

Bibi Zainab (s.a) eyes were filled with tears when she heard what Hussain (a.s) asked her to do.

"My beloved sister Zainab! Don't cry! You will have to perform a greater duty after my death. Be brave and patient!"

Bibi Zainab went to her tent. Ali Akber joined his father, Hussain (a.s).

"My son, Ali Akber! I saw a dream last night. I saw a group of people heading for a place where death was waiting for them. I saw them all killed, one-by-one."

"Father! I know these people. Those people are us. But, tell me father, are we on the right path?"

"Yes, my son Akber, yes We are on the right path."

"Then let us not worry? Father, if we are on the right path, then let us die happily. We should continue our journey and greet our death with a smile."

"I am proud of you, my son Akber!"

SYEDA ZAINAB ABBAS

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