Search the Community

Movie on Qafila e Karbala the Caravan of Pride Full movie(Urdu with Eng sub): https://youtu.be/4_tLhsJMh-A The saviour of mankind|BISKIT: https://youtu.be/PrH4ojZuItg

Eight, the ziyarat of Arba`een i.e. Safar 20th: In his books Tahdhib al-Ahkam and Misbah al-Mutahajjid, Shaykh Tusi has quoted from Imam `Askari (`a) that he had said that a believer's qualities were five: a. Saying 51 rak`ats of prayer every day and night; that is, seventeen obligatory rak`ats and thirty four recommended rak`ats . Reciting the ziyarat of Arba`een c. Wearing ring in the right hand d. Putting one's forehead on earth while observing prostration (sujoud e. Saying "In the Name of God, the Compassionate, the Merciful (bismillah al-rahman al-raheem) with raised voice. The manner of the ziyarat of Imam Husayn (`a) on this day has been related in two ways: First, the ziyayat cited in Tahdhib al-Ahkam and Misbah al-Mutahajjid from Safwan al-Jammal: Safwan said that regarding the ziyarat of Arba`een his master, Imam Sadiq (`a) had told him, "Perform the ziyarat in the middle hour of the forenoon reciting:" السَّلاَمُ عَلَى وَلِيِّ اللَّهِ وَ حَبِيبِهِ السَّلاَمُ عَلَى خَلِيلِ اللَّهِ وَ نَجِيبِهِ Peace be on the favourite of Allah, His dearest darling!Peace be on the beloved friend of Allah, His distinguished hero! السَّلاَمُ عَلَى صَفِيِّ اللَّهِ وَ ابْنِ صَفِيِّهِ السَّلاَمُ عَلَى الْحُسَيْنِ الْمَظْلُومِ الشَّهِيدِ Peace be on the choicest confidant of Allah, sincerely attached precisely like his father! Peace be on Husayn, who established the true faith by giving his life in the way of Allah, a martyr, underwent untold hardships at the hand of rouges and lawbreakers! السَّلاَمُ عَلَى أَسِيرِ الْكُرُبَاتِ وَ قَتِيلِ الْعَبَرَاتِ Peace be on the hostage surrounded by the tightening circle of sorrow and grief, killed by a horde of savages. اللَّهُمَّ إِنِّي أَشْهَدُ أَنَّهُ وَلِيُّكَ وَ ابْنُ وَلِيِّكَ وَ صَفِيُّكَ وَ ابْنُ صَفِيِّكَ الْفَائِزُ بِكَرَامَتِكَ O my Allah I give witness that beyond a shadow of doubt he is Thy favourite and choicest confidant, who enjoys Thy confidence and favour, precisely like his father! أَكْرَمْتَهُ بِالشَّهَادَةِ وَ حَبَوْتَهُ بِالسَّعَادَةِ وَ اجْتَبَيْتَهُ بِطِيبِ الْوِلاَدَةِ Thou looked upto him and elected him in Thy cause, picked and chose him for the good fortune, selected for him the best purified parents, وَ جَعَلْتَهُ سَيِّداً مِنَ السَّادَةِ وَ قَائِداً مِنَ الْقَادَةِ وَ ذَائِداً مِنَ الذَّادَةِ وَ أَعْطَيْتَهُ مَوَارِيثَ الْأَنْبِيَاءِ appointed him guardian, leader, and defender of rights, a true representative (inheritor and progenitor) of guardians, leaders and defenders of rights, gave him much and more from the inheritance of the Prophets, وَ جَعَلْتَهُ حُجَّةً عَلَى خَلْقِكَ مِنَ الْأَوْصِيَاءِ فَأَعْذَرَ فِي الدُّعَاءِ وَ مَنَحَ النُّصْحَ put him forward as a decisive argument, alongwith the other successors (of the Holy Prophet-the twelve Imaams) to the mankind. He met with deadly dangers, acted justly and fairly, made use of everything belonging to him to pay full attention to give sincere advice; وَ بَذَلَ مُهْجَتَهُ فِيكَ لِيَسْتَنْقِذَ عِبَادَكَ مِنَ الْجَهَالَةِ وَ حَيْرَةِ الضَّلاَلَةِ took pains, made every effort, and put his heart, mind, soul and life at the disposal of Thy mission to liberate the people from the yoke of ignorance and evil of bewilderment, وَ قَدْ تَوَازَرَ عَلَيْهِ مَنْ غَرَّتْهُ الدُّنْيَا وَ بَاعَ حَظَّهُ بِالْأَرْذَلِ الْأَدْنَى وَ شَرَى آخِرَتَهُ بِالثَّمَنِ الْأَوْكَسِ but an evildoer, deceived withempty hopes of mean andworthless worldly gains, had pressed heavily on him, and sold out his share (eternal bliss) for the meanest and lowest bargain, betrayed his "day of judgement" for a vulgar return, وَ تَغَطْرَسَ وَ تَرَدَّى فِي هَوَاهُ وَ أَسْخَطَكَ وَ أَسْخَطَ نَبِيَّكَ took pride in insolence, fell into the fathomwell of silly stupid follies, provoked Thee and Thy Prophet to anger, وَ أَطَاعَ مِنْ عِبَادِكَ أَهْلَ الشِّقَاقِ وَ النِّفَاقِ وَ حَمَلَةَ الْأَوْزَارِ الْمُسْتَوْجِبِينَ النَّارَ (لِلنَّارِ) did as the harsh discordant, the hypocrite, the heavily burdened bearers of sin, condemned to Hellfire, advised to him, فَجَاهَدَهُمْ فِيكَ صَابِراً مُحْتَسِباً حَتَّى سُفِكَ فِي طَاعَتِكَ دَمُهُ وَ اسْتُبِيحَ حَرِيمُهُ however, he (the Holy Imam), steadily, rightly and justly coped with them, till, in Thy obedience, gave his life after which his family was set adrift. اللَّهُمَّ فَالْعَنْهُمْ لَعْناً وَبِيلاً وَ عَذِّبْهُمْ عَذَاباً أَلِيماً O my Allah, therefore, condemn them to hell as a denunciation and conviction; and crack down on them with a painful punishment. السَّلاَمُ عَلَيْكَ يَا ابْنَ رَسُولِ اللَّهِ السَّلاَمُ عَلَيْكَ يَا ابْنَ سَيِّدِ الْأَوْصِيَاءِ Peace be on you O the son of the Messenger of Allah! Peace be on you O the son of the first of the successors (of the Holy Prophet)! أَشْهَدُ أَنَّكَ أَمِينُ اللَّهِ وَ ابْنُ أَمِينِهِ عِشْتَ سَعِيداً وَ مَضَيْتَ حَمِيداً وَ مُتَّ فَقِيداً مَظْلُوماً شَهِيداً I bear witness that Allah put faith in you like He had full confidence in your father, and that you always looked for and collected good and virtue, lived a highly praiseworthy life, and departed from this world a martyr, forsaken and abused; وَ أَشْهَدُ أَنَّ اللَّهَ مُنْجِزٌ مَا وَعَدَكَ وَ مُهْلِكٌ مَنْ خَذَلَكَ وَ مُعَذِّبٌ مَنْ قَتَلَكَ I bear witness that Allah will promptly fulfil the promise He made to you, and destroy those who left you helpless and punish those who killed you; وَ أَشْهَدُ أَنَّكَ وَفَيْتَ بِعَهْدِ اللَّهِ وَ جَاهَدْتَ فِي سَبِيلِهِ حَتَّى أَتَاكَ الْيَقِينُ I bear witness that you kept your promise made with Allah, and strived in His way till what was certain came upon you, فَلَعَنَ اللَّهُ مَنْ قَتَلَكَ وَ لَعَنَ اللَّهُ مَنْ ظَلَمَكَ وَ لَعَنَ اللَّهُ أُمَّةً سَمِعَتْ بِذَلِكَ فَرَضِيَتْ بِهِ so curse of Allah be on those who killed you, curse of Allah be on those who oppressed you, curse of Allah be on the people who came to know and approved (of it all). اللَّهُمَّ إِنِّي أُشْهِدُكَ أَنِّي وَلِيٌّ لِمَنْ وَالاَهُ وَ عَدُوٌّ لِمَنْ عَادَاهُ O my Allah be my witness that I make friends with those who love him and oppose those who deny him. بِأَبِي أَنْتَ وَ أُمِّي يَا ابْنَ رَسُولِ اللَّهِ أَشْهَدُ أَنَّكَ كُنْتَ نُوراً فِي الْأَصْلاَبِ الشَّامِخَةِ وَ الْأَرْحَامِ الْمُطَهَّرَةِ (الطَّاهِرَةِ) I, my father and mother, are at your disposal O the son of the Messenger of Allah. I know and bear witness that you were "light" in the sublime loins and in the pure wombs, لَمْ تُنَجِّسْكَ الْجَاهِلِيَّةُ بِأَنْجَاسِهَا وَ لَمْ تُلْبِسْكَ الْمُدْلَهِمَّاتُ مِنْ ثِيَابِهَا never touched you the dirt of ignorance, nor ever obscurity concealed you in its folds; وَ أَشْهَدُ أَنَّكَ مِنْ دَعَائِمِ الدِّينِ وَ أَرْكَانِ الْمُسْلِمِينَ وَ مَعْقِلِ الْمُؤْمِنِينَ I bear witness that you are the pillar of "Deen", support of the Muslims, refuge of the faithfuls; وَ أَشْهَدُ أَنَّكَ الْإِمَامُ الْبَرُّ التَّقِيُّ الرَّضِيُّ الزَّكِيُّ الْهَادِي الْمَهْدِيُ I bear witness that you are a truthful, well-aware, content, intelligent, rightly guided guide (Imam); وَ أَشْهَدُ أَنَّ الْأَئِمَّةَ مِنْ وُلْدِكَ كَلِمَةُ التَّقْوَى وَ أَعْلاَمُ الْهُدَى وَ الْعُرْوَةُ الْوُثْقَى وَ الْحُجَّةُ عَلَى أَهْلِ الدُّنْيَا I bear witness that the Imams among your descendants are the symbols of "conscious piety" and signs of "true guidance", the "safe handle"-Islam, and the decisive arguments over mankind; وَ أَشْهَدُ أَنِّي بِكُمْ مُؤْمِنٌ وَ بِإِيَابِكُمْ مُوقِنٌ بِشَرَائِعِ دِينِي وَ خَوَاتِيمِ عَمَلِي I declare positively that I have full faith in you, and I know for certain that you shall return. I am, fully committed to the laws of my religion, certainof my deeds, وَ قَلْبِي لِقَلْبِكُمْ سِلْمٌ وَ أَمْرِي لِأَمْرِكُمْ مُتَّبِعٌ وَ نُصْرَتِي لَكُمْ مُعَدَّةٌ حَتَّى يَأْذَنَ اللَّهُ لَكُمْ my mind and heart ready for your return, and my affairs carried out in the light of your instructions, till Allah gives you permission, فَمَعَكُمْ مَعَكُمْ لاَ مَعَ عَدُوِّكُمْ together with you, along with you, not at the same time with your enemies. صَلَوَاتُ اللَّهِ عَلَيْكُمْ وَ عَلَى أَرْوَاحِكُمْ وَ أَجْسَادِكُمْ (أَجْسَامِكُمْ) Blessings of Allah be on you, on your souls, on your bodies, وَ شَاهِدِكُمْ وَ غَائِبِكُمْ وَ ظَاهِرِكُمْ وَ بَاطِنِكُمْ آمِينَ رَبَّ الْعَالَمِينَ when you are visible, when you are invisible, on your percievable aspects, on your innermost genius, be it so, O Lord of the worlds! Then say two rak`ats of prayer, and pray for what you wish, after that go back.

As many of you know, I'm going through some really hard phase of my life emotionally. Things don't work no matter how carefully i plan for them and no matter how much try to keep according to teachings of ahlulbyat(aS). Yes, of course it's heart breaking and takes life out of you every day. You have to die many times a day. Sometimes i get so upset i ask from God. What else do i have see. I've seen everything i have lived enough. Why are you still making me breathe when i have no desire to. Why are you forcing me to live. I know there are many tribulations and trials from which you have saved me because you know and i know I would have failed them anyway. But why are you still making me breathe... what can i do for you. There's nothing, Look at me I'm useless. I have nothing and i can't help anyone i can't even help myself. What do you want me to do. I don't want to breathe in wretched world of yours where humblessness is seen as weakness. God consciousness stigmatised and Show off and Riya is it's beauty. Why are you still forcing me to breathe. Why can't you just forgive me and take me back. I know I'm sinful and i will always be sinful so why are you still letting me live. What purpose can i serve for you apart from disobeying you ? These are your people they don't care for you. They don't have respect for you. They follow their desires when i tell any of them close to me do anything for sake of God. They don't have to look at me, if they really love you they would have done it for your sake. They should have done in your name. Why are you making me live among them. They claim to love you and they claim to follow your prophet(pbuh) and imams(as). I have nothing to do with them, they increase my tests. You deal with them as you are pleased. But why are you making me breathe in this world i have no desire. How is it going to help anyone. What difference will i make in anything then i don't know what purpose will i serve except sinning and sinning. I know you don't mistakes but i think, God you made a mistake by creating me... forgive me but that's what i think. There is no need for me. You have wasted your resources on me for no reason even though you have unlimited resouces. You could have created someone way better. Clearly i don't belong anywhere... nor with you nor in this world. Then there's only one place left.. did you create me for your fire ? If so then why do you want me to suffer that pain ? You are my lord but tell why ? this was the conversation i was having with God recently because i couldn't sleep during most of the nights. After blaming him and getting angry i fell asleep. It was after the sun rise so i slept during the day. As soon as i fell asleep. I saw i was in my house and it was located somewhere in green woods and hills. My mum, sister and youngest brother were there too. I was just sitting there sad and depressed thinking about my wife and recent events. I was thinking i wish she was here with us. Suddenly i saw The Carvan of imam hussain(as) arrived at our door. All of them(as) were there, Abbas(AS), Akbar(as) all the Hashmities and holy ladies too. I was surprised and shocked. Then Imam hussain(as) turned towards me, and said in loud voice. There was firmness in his(As) voice and he(As) looks were stern. He said in loud voice, PACK YOUR THINGS and Get READY, YOU ARE COMING WITH ME, YOU DON"T BELONG HERE. I became happy for a moment. But i couldn't believe what was happening because deep in my heart i know I'm very sinful person how can i belong with him.. I was telling myself it's not real it's just another of those dreams, only my imaginations i don't believe in them. It's nothing. So i tried to wake up but i couldn't wake up. Imam(as) came with all of his sons, brothers and ladies to take me with them. When i looked at all of them. I was looking at the Noor emitting from their holy faces. I could see their smiles. I saw lady zainab(sa) she was smiling. But i was thinking why me ? I was still standing there all numbed but i was trying to hide my happiness and smile. Then Imam(as) said. Go hurry and get ready. you are coming with me, "You Belong with me". I felt so happy but i was feeling soo much pressure. I went inside the house, I told my family members get ready all of you are coming with me too. we are going to Karbala with imam(As). And then i asked my youngest brother, we are going to defend our imam(as) prepare yourself. I got ready in no time and i saw imam(as) and his companions were waiting for me so patiently. None of them(as) moved an inch since they arrived and all of them were waiting so patiently for me. Seeing that pleased me. But I was getting worried as my mum and sister were taking time to get ready. And packing things for the journey. So i was telling them please hurry. If the enemies of imam(as) came to know imam(as) was here they will come after him(as) here, to attack him(as). I was running up and down and everywhere, sometimes i would run to the roof top and then around the horses of make sure everyone was alright. Sometimes i would run to the roof top to see whether the enemies of Imam(as) coming this way or not. I didn't want them there. Sometimes i would go near imam (AS) and abbas(as) to make sure they(aS) were well taken care of and they(as) don't need any water or anything. Then i would run to the top of the hill next to my house to keep an eye out for enemies of imam(as) from there, then i would come back running back to imam(as). I was feeling happy and i was feeling my wish has come true. It start to feel real. I was in so much pressure from protecting the imam(as) from enemies of imam(As) and same time i was worried for imam(as). I was thinking about the time, time is running out. We should leave as soon as possible. Otherwise his(as) enemy would find out about his locations. This pressure was making me worried, i kept on looking on the roads from roof top and hill. I was telling myself We don't have much time soon an army of imam(as)'s enemies will be here. I was feeling the pressure. At the same time i didn't want to put pressure on my siblings and mum to hurry up. So i was trying to stay relax so i don't loose my composure but i was running up and down to keep eyes on things. Soon i felt and heard loud noise from distance from the road leading to hill then our house. And in my dream i was speaking to God, your enemies are here. Please help me defend my Master. Don't let me fail him(as). They(as) are my guests for the moment please don't let these enemies reach near my imam(as) give me strength to kill all of them. You are all powerful so me powerful too. Then i took long breath and ran towards abbas(as) and imam(As). I held the reins of horse on which abbas(as) was riding. His(as) one hand was on sword as he(as) about to unsheathed his(as) sword. So i requested imam(as) not to attack the enemies and I was telling him(aS), I know you all of you are bravest of all and don't need any help from anyone. But you are here to take me with you so please let me take care of you. I don't want to put any of you in trouble. So please don't unsheathed the swords and let me take care of these enemies for you. I'm may not be as strong as Abbas(as) but the blood of Ali(as) runs through my veins too ? Doesn't it ? Am i not yours and hassan(as)'s son. So please let me protect you. All of you have long journey ahead and I'm still fresh. So please, my imam(as) rest and let me deal with your enemies. Then imam(as) nodded gently. Then i ran towards roof of my house to see how far were the enemies. Then i saw two-three soldiers i wasn't sure, where they came from. They climbed and reached the high point at the hill. And they were waiting for orders. I flew to them and told them all of you stay here and don't loose an inch. And don't let an arrow go towards imam(as) as he(as) there down there. I don't want anything to disturb his(as) peace. And if you loose or ran away, i will come and kill all of you myself. Don't loose courage by number of enemies I'm right behind you. And you are at high position. Just keep throwing arrows at enemies. When they, try to come near And hold your position. Then i came back to the roof top as it was as high as the hill. I positioned myself there to shoot arrows from there thinking was I too harsh on these soldiers? as i knew they wouldn't run. At least that's what i was hoping and waiting. And i was so under pressure. There were so many thoughts going through my head at the same. 1. Nothing should disturb the peace of imam(as) and his(as) companions, they are my guests at my house. 2. My siblings and mum, i haven't asked for their consent. i just ordered them to come with me. I don't have the right to order them to come with on this journey. May be they don't want to go or maybe taking them with me will add additional burden on imam(As). I was thinking when I'm done with enemies of imam(as) i will ask them again or may be ask my dad regarding them. 3. Would we 4-5 be able to defend and kill the enemies without asking imam(as) for help. I was thinking what would i do if the enemies defeated those soldiers on hill and able to reach the hill by killing my soldiers, then i asked another soldier to defend imam(as) from front and asked him, don't let anything reach imam(as) if there's an arrow towards imam(as) you should be the first one to get that on your body. These were the thoughts going through my minds at the same time While i was waiting for enemies to come in my arrows range And everything was happening so quickly within splits seconds. Soon the army came very near.... and we started to shoot arrow at them. As we were at on high position we were able to take good aims. I wasn't even raising my voice to give orders to my soldiers. as i was afraid it would disturb the peace of imam(as) and his companions. So if i had to give some instructions to those soldiers at the hill i would fly to them and tell them. At one point i saw one of them got afraid by the number of enemies. I flew to him and told him. Don't be afraid... they can't reach you just keep shooting arrows. They can't reach you if you keep shooting arrows. The road is very narrow and thats' the only road before they can climb. so keep shooting arrows. I'm right behind. and God is with us. Kill them all..... don't let anyone from that army go back alive today. Then I flew back to my position and we shot as many arrows as we could continuously and we were able to repelled the first attack. This was first skirmish. I was stunned as everything was happening so quickly i didn't have the time to time to even think about anything. I had to make so many decisions without thinking..... i wanted time and the events to slow a bit so i can breathe and think. But everything was happening so quickly. I was in so much pressure i was feeling time is running out. Imam(as) came from no where then their enemies were right behind. I didn't know what to feel. then i heard the voice of my youngest brother while I was thinking about these issues, Everyone is ready.... ! Then i went to imam(as) he(as) was still waiting patiently i didn't see any sign of anxiety from what was going on. He(as) was just waiting for me. And didn't even tell me to hurry up. He(as) was just there letting me do things and he(as) was waiting. Then i came back inside the house and found my family members ready for the journey. And we were setting off for journey towards Karbala from my house. As we were on our way towards Karbala. Imam(as) stopped at another house. It was in a city far away from my house. It was house of my other two brothers and my father was living there too. I went inside and asked them get ready Imam(as) is there to take us all. My other family members came inside the house to ask them to get ready too. When my dad saw that i was taking my sister, mum and youngest brother with me as well. He got worried. He told me. If you want to go then go alone. Don't take them with you. How are they going to help you. What will happen to them after you'll be killed, isn't that enough your mother zainab(as) along with other holy ladies will be paraded in markets. Why do you want to take your sister and mother with you ? I didn't know what to say, then i thought may be it's better they don't come with me. It will be additional burden on lady zainab(sa). It's better my mum and sister stay with dad and my brothers they will protect them. I can't force them. Then i was taking my youngest brother who was eager to go. Then my father asked me why are you taking him ? Don't you want our next generation to be born ? None of you have children, if all of you get killed then how will our blood line continue... and i was asking who told you we will be killed ? And if we get killed there's nothing better than this. My dad said, you don't have any wife any children you go. I looked at their faces one by one and they all seemed to agree with dad. Then i said okay. If that's what you want then I'm not taking him. Then my other two brothers told me don't worry go with imam(as) we'll take care of each othe and our parents. I didn't know what to say. So i went outside the house with confused and mixed emotions. didn't know what Think or say. and I asked imam(as) to let's go. I will defend you alone. I don't need any help in defending you. Imam(as) stayed silent like he(As) knew what was going on. and I was telling myself i will defend my imam(as) on behalf of everyone whoever left me. Then the whole caravan left for Karbala.... Then i saw myself at Karbala on the Ashour morning. Imam(as) was standing near his(as) camps alone. And i asked imam(As) please allowe me to go first. Before everyone, i don't want anyone from camps to go first. Let me go and fight them. Imam(as) gave me permission... and i was happy. I was thinking today none from our camps are going to get killed. I will fight them with strength from God and his stregth is unlimited. And He(Swt) will bestow me with as much strength as i need to destroy all of the enemies of my master.... i will not let anyone of the enemy reach toward my imam(as). I will fight them with strength of God. Then i mounted on a horse. It was such a beautiful and strong horse. As i was riding towards enemies i felt i was flying. This horse was so fast. It made me soo happy. I was thanking God and attacked the army with all the strength and i was asking God give me more strength give me more... i was killing them one by one then two to three then number started to increase... i was attacking 10, 20 then 30 at the same time. I was defeating them and killing them. Then their groups number started to increase from 10s to 100s. I would attack them with even more strength. I was killing there small groups one by one. I was for more and more strength. I was telling him it's not enough they are soo many. Give me more. Then i felt their number were increasing significantly. And then they all, decided to attackme at the same time. It's the first time i felt i won't be able to defeat all of them here. But i was telling God I'm not loosing here either. I made the decision in split seconds i turned my horse towards Euphrates. As i thought i need to create more gap between groups so i can kill them one by one. But there was a huge army on the river too. I was asking God please don't let these enemies of imam(as) to overcome me today. I didn't raised my sword to get defeated. Oh lord please give me more strength and make a way for me so i can kill them. They are about to surround me. They are everywhere in such large number. Today i don't want my master to unsheathe his(as) sword. O my lord give me strength !!! As i was fighting and killing small groups of soldiers one after another, whoever was coming on my way to river. And I saw a larger number of them were after me.... and the gap was getting closer and closer. They were there infront of me and behind me charging towards me. I attacked the army infront of me which was between me and river and killed many of them. My horse was way to too fast. They start to running from there positions. Then i saw a passage along the river with a few soldiers. So instantly i planned to lead those who were behind me to that way, so i can separate the very first group from the rest. I was thinking while fighting, i was telling myself As my horse is lightening fast, soo i will be able to out run them and then circle around them when the i see a huge gap between army and there groups, i need to separate horsemen from speamen from sword men's from bow mens. These were thoughts going in my mind while i was fighting and making my way along the river. i was worried. As i have attracted so many of them towards myself and they are in such large. I was worried as some of them, may change the tactics and they might attack the camps of imam(as). As today it's my job to defend imam(as). But at the same time i was worried about my strategy if i take the enemy troops too far. Those who are behind may attack my imam(as). It was continuously worrying me. As i was riding and blocking arrows with my Sheild coming towards me. Coming from behind. But the enemies troops were coming after me, with everything they got. some of them were on horses some on foot with spears, bows, daggers and swords. And my horse took me too far away and i saw a large group of enemies were separated from main Army. They were still coming after me. But the soldiers at very far end thought either the front soldiers have killed me or will kill me easily so they decided to go back. That was my opportunity. So now i was left with large group of enemy troops chasing me which i could easily kill by coming around them Quickly in a circle, i was thanking God for such a lightning fast horse. So i saw a spot behind trees where enemies won't be able to see me turning, i made a quick turn from there and hid there watiting for them reach at certain point from where i will circle around them and attack them. As i was waiting i saw my youngest brother coming towards battle field. I went towards him and ask him to hide behind trees and asked him what are you doing here. Didn't dad told you not to come ? I told him stay away from battlefield as long as I'm alive. Don't go near it. No one is dying from our camps today. As i was talking to him i saw a very big lion coming towards me. It was from enemy. He was so powerful and strong. I was surprised and i was telling meself Oh lord that thing is so powerful. I was speaking to God, praying to him. This creature of yours is sooo strong and beautiful, first i don't know how to kill it but second i don't want to kill it. That lion keep coming towards us. So i decided to Deal with it gently, I smiled at him. God made you so strong mashallah, why are you our enemy. Lion didn't say anything. Then i told him there's no need for you to fight with us. We are on side of imam(as). Aren't you afraid of God. Look this is my younger brother. The lion became bit friendly and start talking directly to my brother. I was happy i don't have to kill him. Then i saw rest of the troops drawing near and near I took my sword and grabbed the lion from neck and cut it's throat... while cutting his throat, i was telling myself friendly or not friendly. This lion is from enemy so I'm not trusting him and letting him live.He may attack my imam(as) after my death. I killed the lion. Everything was happening so quickly... i was constantly worried about imam(as) even when I was talking and planning my moves. These thoughts were there along with others. as i was away from camps and main battlefield. Even though i managed to draw a large number of them after me but they were still in large number present in their camps. I was telling myself i need to hurry up i don't want them to think i ran away from battlefield or i got killed. So imam(as) don't send anyone of his(as) sons or brothers to battlefield. It was constantly worrying me. It's my time to defend. I asked my brother to stay here. And I'm going finish the enemy which is coming towards us. I mounted on that horse circled them, as I initially planned and finished them. Each and everyone of them. I thanked god but now i was feeling very very thirsty. I felt i would die of thirst if i don't drink a few drops of water. But at the same time i was battling with thoughts inside my head that i need to be back in the main battlefield there are still large numbers of them. They must be getting anxious to attack my imam(as) i should go back immediately. But at the same time voices inside my head were telling me I need to drink water... i need to regain my strength if i want to kill More of the soldiers. I need to drink Otherwise I can't fight any more. This thirst was killing. I wasn't far from river. There were no soldiers as i killed them and rest of them ran away to join the main troops Far away from where i was. So there were no troops to worry about for now. I was confused what to do, should i go to river and drink water or should i go back to battlefield so my imam(As) as well as the enemies know I'm still alive and I'm still there in the battle. But uncontrollable i went towards river I was thinking it's a good opportunity i can bring some water back to imam(As). they(As) can drink some water. All of them were so thirsty. So i decided to bring the water back to camps before i go to battlefield again thinking Abbas(as) is still there he(as) will defend my imam(as) and will keep the armies at bay. He(As) won't let anyone near imam(as). In the meantime it's opportunity for me to take some water back to camps while abbas(AS) was keeping the enemies busy. And on my way back. i will attack the enemies from behind cutting their hands on my way back to camps. As i soon as i felt water... my whole whole existence forced me drink it. I was sooo sooo thirsty. I wanted to drink. I put my hands and took water in my hands. As soon as i brought near my lips, i thought if abbas(as) was here he wouldn't have tasted it before imam(as) so how can I ? Tears start flowing from eyes. As i was dying of thirst. I threw the water back. But The wetness of water was making it even more difficult to resist the temptation. I was telling God.. ya Allah I'm sooo thirsty. I need to a few drops of water... i can't move. There is a storm inside my head and it's killing me I'm thirsty. At this point i so wanted to wake up and wanted to get out the feelings i was going through. I was trying my best to get out of the dream so i don't have to make the decisions. I was feeling the thirst for real. I just wanted to drink. I wasn't able to awake no matter how much i try to get out of there. Impulsively, I put my hands in the river again and took out some water and this time i was thinking. Imam(As) wouldn't mind me drinking before him(as), why would he(as) ? as he knows how thirsty I'm. And he knows if i don't drink now i can't kill his(as) enemies anymore. This was the first time in my whole dream i wasn't in much rush. I was feeling so thirsty and As there was no enemy behind behind me. So My only worry along with resisting the temptation to drink water was to reach back to battlefield before enemies are able to kill anyone from imam's(as) camps. That was my only worry and it was making me anxious to reach there as soon as possible. So they know I'm still alive and haven't run away. But i was dying of thirst too and wanted to drink water. It was in front of me. I was sitting there all all alone, battling with these throughts in my mind, with water in my palms. But as soon as i brought my lips close to water, i felt so horrible inside, telling myself how can I drink before them(as), when all the children and imam(as) haven't drunk it when all of them are soo thirsty. I'm feeling i will die of thirst if i don't drink. They must be feeling the same. So How can i drink before all of them. That would be such a shameful act. I immediately threw the water back... as i was battling with my inner thoughts thirst was killing me, i so so wanted to get out of there. Get out of this situation. Because i have to make the decision quickly. What to do ? At the same time i want to drink the water but voices in my head won't let me. While this is going on i wanted to be with imam(As) defending. So many parallel thoughts. I was telling myself only drink drink take a few drops at least... i was telling myself this may be last time i have reached that close to water. And i wouldn't be able to continue fighting in the same way if i don't drink water now. It was too much for me... i put my hands again quickly, for the third time. I took some water again and brought near lips. as i felt if i don't drink now i would die. But as soon as i was about to drink... I cursed myself out loud, Lanah on you. How can you drink before your master. You are his(as) servant. then i asked myself then what should i do... ? I'm sooo thirsty and i feel i would die if i don't drink. Then the same voice in me told me, if you are confused what to do with water and when to drink. Take water back to imam(as) and ask him to give you a few drops of water. But then i asked the from the same voice inside me, there won't be enough water for everyone. I have only one bag for water and they are so many of them, i will be ashamed to ask imam(As) for water from that little water, as it won't be enough for all of them. I want them to drink as much as possible that's why i should drink from here. There may not be any water left when all of would drink from it. Then the voice inside me told me, then you would fight thirsty. But you should never drink any water before your master. You aren't even sure whether the enemy will let you take the water to imam(As) you still have to make your way to him(As). So I told the same voice inside me, that's what I'm thinking if i drink i will have enough energy to fight them all on the way and take the water back to my master(as). Then the same voice told how could you. Enough !!! Don't waste time anymore and fill the bag with water and take it back. And Leave the matter to imam(aS), drink whatever he(as) give you of that little water. This time threw the water back into the river, third time. Agreeing with the solution in my mind. I was filling the water bag and devising my strategy how to protect it and take it all back to imam(as). When i was devising my strategy, i could see abbas(as) was in the battlefield, i was sad because in my absence imam(As) had to send abbas(as) for fight. I could see all the army troops were focused so i thought I could attack them from behind along the river bank. That's what i decided to do. I filled the water bag and put it on my back and hid it under my shield. So now i was thinking. i don't have any shield to protect my front from arrows :(. I cried out to lord, ya Allah help me. Help me take this water back to imam(as). I don't have strength I'm weak now and I'm dying of thirst. The voice inside told me... you are son of Ali(as) attack your enemies, your uncle abbas(AS) is keeping them busy. So you can attack them. You don't need shield just go and attack them. Fear no one !! I was riding back, through trees, towards enemies along river and i was praying o lord keep my hands firm and protect me. I seek refuge in you. Don't let me fall yet. The horse took me back near that river where troops were stationed they were all focused on abbas(as) as he(As) was chasing them and killing them. So i attacked the troops from behind and quickly made my way back to camps. I saw imam(as) was standing. I jumped from running horse and ran towards him(as). He(as) looked so distressed. I asked him(AS) o my master what happened. He(as) looked at me and told me the enemy thought you ran away from battle field some of them said you were killed. So i had to ask abbas(as) to go and fight. I was dying of shame but at the same time this thirst was killing me. I thought i wouldn't be able to say anything. I gently asked imam(as), O my imam(as), I brought you some water. Please give that children and drink. Now i was confused as I handed over water bag to imam(aS), should i ask him(aS) to give me some water now, as i was dying of thirst and wanted to go back to battlefield. Or should I wait. But at the same time i was worried about abbas(as) he(as) was fighting thirsty. I wanted abbas(as) to come back and drink some water too. Because if i hadn't taken that route he wouldn't have been fighting right now. So i was feeling ashamed. But the thirst, it was killing me. I couldn't tolerate anymore... i never felt that thirsty in my life before. And i was thinking and crying he(As) must be feeling the same thirst. I shouldn't have let him fight thirsty when i was still alive and God gave me all the strength i asked for. I was confused standing there looking at abbas(as) fighting and surrounded by enemies. I was asking God to give me some water, as I'm not sure which one should i do first. Should i ask for water from imam(as) which i just brought, then how can i ask for water when none of them(as) had drunk from it. Or should i go and ask abbas(as) to come back and drink some water meantime i keep the enemies busy, but how can i keep the enemies busy when i don't have strength anymore I'm dying of thirst. I was standing there perplexed and in tears.... then i woke up... thirst was killing me. I woke up soo sooo thirsty and it was almost 14:00 and i drank water immediatly. And i was in tears... didn't know what to think or do for sometime. I kept drinking water and i drank as much as i could. I was soo soo thirsty. i don't know what kind of dream was it. Ya aba abidillah, I partially felt their thirst that day. And how patient were they. Still pleased with God. My wife used to say, these are from your imaginations. These things aren't real. She used to tell me there are sick people in hospital they imagine these things too. They see imams too but we don't believe in them. So she used to tell me I'm sick and i need to see a doctor !! When i woke up that day i didn't know what to make of it. As her words were running in my head. She used to tell me when you see any such dreams please don't tell me i don't believe in them. And it worries me. Keep your dreams to yourself. Because when you tell me i think of you as a sick or hallucinated person. As i have seen many patients claiming same things in hospital. So when you share these dreams with me, i feel you are mentally sick. So i stopped sharing with her... but actually I stop having them much too often. As I'm not sure what was this about. As it's such a long time since i had such long and detailed dream. May be it's just my imaginations or my mind playing tricks again when I'm sleeping or may be my wife was right, I'm hallucinated. And she used to tell me usually the dreams you see during day are from Shaytan. The only dreams that are true or good when you see them before fajr. May be she is right. I don't know it myself. And it's not the first time I'm seeing dreams about Karbala... the strange thing is i don't see them during Muharram but i was feeling very sad and depressed. That whole night, i couldn't sleep a second. I was depressed and worried about what was going in my life. During the dream I tried to wake up many times. As it was tiring and i had no control over it it was going on and on. And the thirst was killing me.i was able to wake up a one time during the dream briefly when i saw myself alone battling with my thoughts at river bank wh. But i was so sleepy even though i was feeling very thirsty i fell asleep again and dream started from Right there... I'm still confused. I'm still trying to discover myself and still searching part of me which i have lost especially after she left me "just like that in a blink of a second". I don't take them seriously these are just random dreams. I'm still recovering and searching, what am i suppose to do. PS: apologies for long post... but i needed to share it. I need to get it out of the system so i don't think about it. It's dream after all. Nothing special. I'm the same sinful person which slept and woke up after that dream. Nothing changed. Everything is the same.

The Daughters of the Holy Prophet(s.a.w.a.) in the Courts and the Market Kufa was the capital of Iraq and the capital of Hazrat Ali’s (a.s.). It was also a place of residence of Hazrat Ali’s (a.s.) friends and partisans. The walls and doors of Kufa were familiar with the eloquence of Hazrat Ali (a. s.). Janabe Zainab (a.s.) lived here as the daughter of the ruler. The women used to greet her as ‘the daughter of Ameerul Momeneen’ and ‘the daughter of Rasool Allah’. She was an extremely respected figure of the city. Today she was brought as a captive in this city. Those who had respected her were looking at her as a tragic spectacle. Those who greeted her were taunting at her. She did not have chadar over her head, and she was seated on the bare back of a camel. Instead of feeling remorse on the killing of the son of Holy Prophet (s.a.w.a.) they were celebrating with joy. On the one hand such inhuman behavior of the masses and on the other hand the pain of sitting on un­saddled camels while they were veil less, and led by the heads of the loved ones atop the point of spears, with a group of thirstily wailing children, chained and manacled Imam Sajjad (a.s.) on top of all hordes of onlookers, who were ridiculing at this pathetic sight. Whenever afflicted ones are ridiculed their afflictions are multiplied. In such conditions should some­one have probed into the heart of Janabe Zainab (a.s.). It is difficult to raise the head in such hordes of calamities leave alone delivering sermons. While effective sermons have certain conditions, like the speaker should not be under any mental strain and should be in a relaxed mood. He should not be tormented by hunger and thirst, nor should he be under stress of sorrow and pain. None of these conditions were present here. Hunger and thirst were beyond any limit, the speaker was under all sorts of emotional and physical strains. The children were crying, the atmosphere was hostile; every glance was full of hatred. But here the speaker was inherited with the qualities of eloquence from her father. When she spoke, she shook the hearts of the ruthless killers. Her words penetrated the hearts of the listeners, their eyes were moistened. The mourn­ing voices turned into sounds of groaning and weeping. http://www.almuntazar.com/ When she decided to speak, her one gesture froze everything in sight. Not only men but animals too were quietened. Her awe and fury, her dominance and authority upon the universe and despite of all these her restrain and control, made her a person beyond praises. She spoke thus: “All praise to Allah and blessing be upon my father, Muhammad (s.a.w.a.) and his pure progeny”. Here she referred the Holy Prophet (s.a.w.a.) as her “father” instead of grandfather only to make the people realize that how much was she close to him. She showed that these captives were none but the family of Holy Prophet (s.a.w.a.). She continued: “O people of Kufa, O people of deceit and treachery, are you mourning for us. Let not these tears dry, let not these pleadings be silenced. Your example is like that of a woman who herself knits the yarn firmly but then she breaks it herself. (You believed in the Holy Prophet (s.a.w.a.) and then you yourselves violated the covenant.) You believed as you wished to (not fulfill the conditions of belief). You are but flatterers, mischief-mongers, self-conceited, men­dacious and fiendish men. You disgraceful son of slave-maids, you are quipping like enemies. You are like the vegetation on marsh (which apparently looks green but inwardly is lousy and filthy, talks are good but acts are hateful). Or you are like that silver which is buried under sand. Your life has prepared perdition for you. Certainly the chastisement of Allah will be inflicted on you and you shall remain in it forever. You are weeping while you yourselves cut our loved ones to pieces. Why are you wailing? By Allah you should cry more and laugh less. By this sin you have earned disgrace and disrepute. This blemish can never be removed. (Certainly this sentence is the living testimony for the killers of Imam Husain (a.s.), that they are still tainted with the sin.) This stain can never be removed. You have killed him who was the son of the last Prophet (s.a.w.a.), Chief of the Youth ofParadise , refuge of your virtuous men, hope of the oppressed ones, beacon of proofs and centre of sunnat. You have one a huge misdeed. May you perish. May Allah chastise you. Now your efforts will remain fruitless. Your hands are severed. You have suffered an enormous loss. You are reverting towards the punishment of Allah. Insults and disgrace have been decreed for you. O Kufans! curse be upon you. Do you know which beloved of the Prophet have you slain, and whose veils have you plundered? Whose blood have you spilled? Whose chastity have you disregarded? You have committed such a sin that it may split the skies, divide the earth and blow off the mountains.You have done a shameless act. Such a crime which filled the earth and the sky. It will not be surprising if blood poured down from the skies. And the retribution in the hereafter will be disgraceful. None shall help them, nor will they be given reprieve. Allah does not hasten in giving punishment. He does not fearthe exhaustion of punishment and He is after you.” Imam Sajjad (a.s.) said: “O aunt! Be quiet now. Praise be to Allah you are learned without being taught and God-gifted thinker.” (Maqtal Al Husain, pg 310; Lohuf, pg 68; Ehtejaj Tabarsi, vol 2, pg 31, Najaf; Balaghatun Nisa, pg 23; Adabul Husain and Hemaseh Ahmad Sabir, pg 176-178) Bashir bin Hazim Asadi has related “By Allah, I have not seen more bashful and pure women who can be a better speaker than Zainab. She delivered a sermon as if Hazrat Ali (a.s.) himself was speaking.” (Lohuf, pg 88, Qum ) The effect of this sermon was this that those who were celebrating after the killing of Imam Husain (a.s.) realized their crime. Their existence became a source of shame for them. That day Kufans were constrained and confounded, weeping and slap­ping their faces, chewing their fingers. Bani Umayyah and their propaganda was reduced to a cipher. Janabe Zainab (a.s.) said at the end “Allah never hastens in giving punishment.” The Court of Ibne Ziyad Janabe Zainab (a.s.) delivered this sermon on the roads and streets. When Ibne Ziyad returned from the camp of Nakhila and entered the palace, he ordered for the decoration of the court and opened it for the public. Captives were brought in the court. They were brought in the court in such a manner that the sight was hair raising. Imam Husain (a. s.)’s head was kept in a platter and placed in front of Ibne Ziyad. He desecrated those lips with his stick which were kissed by Holy Prophet (s.a.w.a.). He was doing this to announce his victory to them and threaten them with his tyranny. He was showing that now there was no strength left in the clan of Bani Hashim and Holy Prophet (s.a.w.a.), all of them are killed. Now there is no threat to his government and Yazid’s government as well. When Janabe Zainab (a.s.) saw this, she in order to expel her anger and displeasure, separated from the women and sat alone. Her anger was writ large on her face. While her face was gleaning with the awe of Imamat. Ibne Ziyad inquired about the woman who sat separately and how dare can she show her indifference in his court? When he was told that she is none other than the daughter of Hazrat Ali (a.s.) he was filled with rage. In order to pacify himself he said: “Praise be to Allah, who disgraced you, killed you and belied you.” Janabe Zainab (a.s.) sprang to her in the style of her mother and gave such a fearless retort that the whole earth was subdued by her all-pervasive eloquence, in the words uttered by her: “Praise be to Allah who gave us respect through His Prophet Muhammad (s.a.w.a.) and purified us from all impuri­ties thoroughly. ertainly only sinners are disgraced and belied and it is not us but other than us.” She showed her closeness to Holy Prophet (s.a.w.a.) and proved that this can never be taken away from us. The silence of Ibne Ziyad disclosed that Janabe Zainab (a.s.) was correct in her saying. When he could not think of anything else, he said: “How do you find Allah’s dealing with you Ahle Bait?” This sentence reflected the theory of compulsion that we did not do it but Allah has done this. He meant that Allah is responsible for the event of Karbala and not they. But he was not dealing with an ordinary person. She could read between the hidden words and replied: “I found Allah’s treatment to be the best. Since Allah destined martyrdom for them hence they were martyred. But soon Allah will gather you and them at one place and conduct a trial. There arguments will be made against you. Then see who shall succeed. O Son of Marjana! your mother will cry on you” She clearly exposed the defeat of Ibne Ziyad behind the facade of victory. In the court of Ibne Ziyad, in front of armed soldiers and ministers, she castigated him and shattered his egotistic fancies. Ibne Ziyad could not tolerate this castigation and started quiv­ering with anger. (Maqtalul Husain, pg 324, Qum ) Then, he in order to hurt her said: “The elimination of you Ahle Bait, who rebelled and revolted against me, Allah has given solace to my heart.” Janabe Zainab (a.s.) had tears in her eyes at this, she said: “By Allah, you killed my elders. You dragged us Ahle Bait from place to place. My roots were chopped to pieces and breathing became difficult for us. If this gives you pleasure then be pleased.” (Kamil Ibne Aseer, vol 4, pg 33; Maqtal Khwarizmi, vol 2, pg 42) Here also she abrogated his accusation that he hadn’t killed Ahle Bait but Allah did. The Court of Yazid Yazid rejoiced when he heard about Imam Husain (a.s.)’s assassination. As his father became happy over the martyrdom of Hazrat Ali (a.s.), as his grandmother Hinda became joyous over the death of Hamza. Hence he wrote to Ibne Ziyad that cap­tives should be immediately sent to Syria. These sorrowful desperate captives left for Syria. Imam Zainul Abedeen (a.s.) hands ere tied behind his neck. His womenfolk were with him. When after facing the calamities of the journey they reached Syria . Yazid recited verses of joy in the full court, which reflected his credo. These verses clearly clarify that he does not have any relation with Islam. The verse were as follows: “Had my forefathers been alive today they would have become happy and blessed me that how I avenged them. The clan of Hashim played a game, neither any Prophet came nor did any Revelation.” At this stage also the courageous daughter of Hazrat Ali (a.s.) overturned the designs of Yazid. She said: All praise be to the Lord of the Worlds. Peace be upon the Holy Prophet (s.a.w.a.) an his progeny. Allah has truly said, “Then evil was the end of those who did evil, because they rejected the communications of Allah and mocked at them.” (Surah Rum: 10) O Yazid! Do you surmise that you have straitened the expanse of skies and the earth and dragged us from place to place. Do you think this degrades us and elevates you and you must be too happy with this thought and swelling with ego and haughtiness. Your world is gay and you usurped our rightful place. Don’t hurry but wait. Have you forgotten the verse of Quran: ‘Those who have disbelieved should not deem that we have given them respite for good rather we have given them reprieve so that they may increase their sins and for them is a formidable and disgraceful chastisement.’ (Surah Aale Imran: 172) O son of Freed slaves (Those who were released by the Holy Prophet (s.a.w.a.) after the fall of Mecca) is it just that your women should sit in veil while the daughters of Holy Prophet (s.a.w.a.) should be lugged from door to door? They be made captive, their veil be snatched, they should be dragged from town to town and all may look at them, and mean persons stare at them. They are neither helped nor aided by anybody.How can he expect the Mercy of Allah who chew the flesh of holy men and martyrs of Islam. How can you lag behind in the enmity of Ahle Bait who bore such hatred towards us. Then without any guilt feeling shamelessly you boasted that ‘Had my forefathers been alive they would have congratulated me and would have said may your hands never be be­numbed’. At this you desecrate the lips of Imam Husain (a. s.) with your stick. You have caused these wounds. You have spilled the blood of the Progeny of Muhammad (s.a.w.a.). You have silenced the earthly stars of the clan of Abdul Mutallib and you are addressing your forefathers and talking to them in your imagination. Soon you will join them. Then you will wish that your hands should have been be­numbed and your tongue be bedumbed. Whatever I did I should not have done it nd whatever I said I should not have said it. “By Allah O Yazid! By this tyranny and oppression you have minced your own skin and have blown your flesh to smithereens. How will you face Holy Prophet (s.a.w.) while you had spilled the blood of his Ahle Bait. While you have disregarded his chastity. Then indeed the day Allah shall assemble them he will seek retribution for them ‘ Do you not think them dead who were martyred in the way of Allah. But they are alive and receiving sustenance from their Lord.’ (Surah Aale Imran: 163) O Yazid! Though rcumstances and calamities have made me to stand here and I am forced to address you. While I think you are too lowly and debased. I condemn you and I rebuke you. Why not? My eyes are brimming with tears and my heart is wrenchful at the death of my loved ones and rela­tives. “Surprising and highly surprising is that cho­sen one of Allah should be slain at the hands of Satanic horde of freed slaves. Your hands are stained with our blood. Your mouth is full of flesh of Ahle Bait. Pure corpses are lying on the ground and animals are looking at them and desert sand is coming on them. If you think our murder and captivity is good for you then soon you shall witness your misdeed. No treasure of yours will help you. Allah never tyrannizes His servant. I complain against you to Allah and trust His self. “O Yazid! Utilize all your viles, employ all your efforts and use your full strength. But by Allah you can never obliterate our names. You can never finish our revelations. Nei­ther can you drive away ignominy and disgrace from yourself. Your thoughts and imaginations are too weak. Your are numbered. The day caller will call curse of Allah be upon oppressors. And praise be to Allah, the Lord of the words Who decreed rgiveness and bliss as our beginning and mercy and martyrdom to be our end. I pray from Allah for the most perfect reward for the martyrs and multiply it manifold nd make our succession the best. Surely He is Merciful and Beneficent. llah alone is sufficient for us and He is the Best Protec­tor.” (aghatun Nisa, pg 21; Maqtalul Khwarazmi, vol 2, pg 64; Maqtalul Husain, pg 357; Adabul Husain and Hemasah, pg 179-181). This sermon speaks volumes about the invincible courage of Janabe Zainab (a.s.) . No trace of tremble or hesitation can be found in her voice. She is not ashamed nor sorry, she claims martyrdom to be a source of pride and a cause of infamy for the tyrants. She said in the full court that “You can never obliterate our names nor can you finish our Revelation.” Then until today every namaz, azaan and all the precepts of religion affirm that a handful of Yazids can never undo their names, they made attempts though. May Allah bless our women to emulate Janabe Zainab (a.s.) so that they may enliven the Islamic teachings in the present atmosphere of disbelief and polytheism. Kufa was the capital of Iraq and the capital of Hazrat Ali’s (a.s.). It was also a place of residence of Hazrat Ali’s (a.s.) friends and partisans. The walls and doors of Kufa were familiar with the eloquence of Hazrat Ali (a. s.). Janabe Zainab (a.s.) lived here as the daughter of the ruler. The women used to greet her as ‘the daughter of Ameerul Momeneen’ and ‘the daughter of Rasool Allah’. She was an extremely respected figure of the city. Today she was brought as a captive in this city. Those who had respected her were looking at her as a tragic spectacle. Those who greeted her were taunting at her. She did not have chadar over her head, and she was seated on the bare back of a camel. Instead of feeling remorse on the killing of the son of Holy Prophet (s.a.w.a.) they were celebrating with joy. On the one hand such inhuman behavior of the masses and on the other hand the pain of sitting on un­saddled camels while they were veil less, and led by the heads of the loved ones atop the point of spears, with a group of thirstily wailing children, chained and manacled Imam Sajjad (a.s.) on top of all hordes of onlookers, who were ridiculing at this pathetic sight. Whenever afflicted ones are ridiculed their afflictions are multiplied. In such conditions should some­one have probed into the heart of Janabe Zainab (a.s.). It is difficult to raise the head in such hordes of calamities leave alone delivering sermons. While effective sermons have certain conditions, like the speaker should not be under any mental strain and should be in a relaxed mood. He should not be tormented by hunger and thirst, nor should he be under stress of sorrow and pain. None of these conditions were present here. Hunger and thirst were beyond any limit, the speaker was under all sorts of emotional and physical strains. The children were crying, the atmosphere was hostile; every glance was full of hatred. But here the speaker was inherited with the qualities of eloquence from her father. When she spoke, she shook the hearts of the ruthless killers. Her words penetrated the hearts of the listeners, their eyes were moistened. The mourn­ing voices turned into sounds of groaning and weeping. When she decided to speak, her one gesture froze everything in sight. Not only men but animals too were quietened. Her awe and fury, her dominance and authority upon the universe and despite of all these her restrain and control, made her a person beyond praises. She spoke thus: “All praise to Allah and blessing be upon my father, Muhammad (s.a.w.a.) and his pure progeny”. Here she referred the Holy Prophet (s.a.w.a.) as her “father” instead of grandfather only to make the people realize that how much was she close to him. She showed that these captives were none but the family of Holy Prophet (s.a.w.a.). She continued: “O people of Kufa, O people of deceit and treachery, are you mourning for us. Let not these tears dry, let not these pleadings be silenced. Your example is like that of a woman who herself knits the yarn firmly but then she breaks it herself. (You believed in the Holy Prophet (s.a.w.a.) and then you yourselves violated the covenant.) You believed as you wished to (not fulfill the conditions of belief). You are but flatterers, mischief-mongers, self-conceited, men­dacious and fiendish men. You disgraceful son of slave-maids, you are quipping like enemies. You are like the vegetation on marsh (which apparently looks green but inwardly is lousy and filthy, talks are good but acts are hateful). Or you are like that silver which is buried under sand. Your life has prepared perdition for you. Certainly the chastisement of Allah will be inflicted on you and you shall remain in it forever. You are weeping while you yourselves cut our loved ones to pieces. Why are you wailing? By Allah you should cry more and laugh less. By this sin you have earned disgrace and disrepute. This blemish can never be removed. (Certainly this sentence is the living testimony for the killers of Imam Husain (a.s.), that they are still tainted with the sin.) This stain can never be removed. You have killed him who was the son of the last Prophet (s.a.w.a.), Chief of the Youth ofParadise , refuge of your virtuous men, hope of the oppressed ones, beacon of proofs and centre of sunnat. You have one a huge misdeed. May you perish. May Allah chastise you. Now your efforts will remain fruitless. Your hands are severed. You have suffered an enormous loss. You are reverting towards the punishment of Allah. Insults and disgrace have been decreed for you. O Kufans! curse be upon you. Do you know which beloved of the Prophet have you slain, and whose veils have you plundered? Whose blood have you spilled? Whose chastity have you disregarded? You have committed such a sin that it may split the skies, divide the earth and blow off the mountains.You have done a shameless act. Such a crime which filled the earth and the sky. It will not be surprising if blood poured down from the skies. And the retribution in the hereafter will be disgraceful. None shall help them, nor will they be given reprieve. Allah does not hasten in giving punishment. He does not fearthe exhaustion of punishment and He is after you.” Imam Sajjad (a.s.) said: “O aunt! Be quiet now. Praise be to Allah you are learned without being taught and God-gifted thinker.” (Maqtal Al Husain, pg 310; Lohuf, pg 68; Ehtejaj Tabarsi, vol 2, pg 31, Najaf; Balaghatun Nisa, pg 23; Adabul Husain and Hemaseh Ahmad Sabir, pg 176-178) Bashir bin Hazim Asadi has related “By Allah, I have not seen more bashful and pure women who can be a better speaker than Zainab. She delivered a sermon as if Hazrat Ali (a.s.) himself was speaking.” (Lohuf, pg 88, Qum ) The effect of this sermon was this that those who were celebrating after the killing of Imam Husain (a.s.) realized their crime. Their existence became a source of shame for them. That day Kufans were constrained and confounded, weeping and slap­ping their faces, chewing their fingers. Bani Umayyah and their propaganda was reduced to a cipher. Janabe Zainab (a.s.) said at the end “Allah never hastens in giving punishment.” The Court of Ibne Ziyad Janabe Zainab (a.s.) delivered this sermon on the roads and streets. When Ibne Ziyad returned from the camp of Nakhila and entered the palace, he ordered for the decoration of the court and opened it for the public. Captives were brought in the court. They were brought in the court in such a manner that the sight was hair raising. Imam Husain (a. s.)’s head was kept in a platter and placed in front of Ibne Ziyad. He desecrated those lips with his stick which were kissed by Holy Prophet (s.a.w.a.). He was doing this to announce his victory to them and threaten them with his tyranny. He was showing that now there was no strength left in the clan of Bani Hashim and Holy Prophet (s.a.w.a.), all of them are killed. Now there is no threat to his government and Yazid’s government as well. When Janabe Zainab (a.s.) saw this, she in order to expel her anger and displeasure, separated from the women and sat alone. Her anger was writ large on her face. While her face was gleaning with the awe of Imamat. Ibne Ziyad inquired about the woman who sat separately and how dare can she show her indifference in his court? When he was told that she is none other than the daughter of Hazrat Ali (a.s.) he was filled with rage. In order to pacify himself he said: “Praise be to Allah, who disgraced you, killed you and belied you.” Janabe Zainab (a.s.) sprang to her in the style of her mother and gave such a fearless retort that the whole earth was subdued by her all-pervasive eloquence, in the words uttered by her: “Praise be to Allah who gave us respect through His Prophet Muhammad (s.a.w.a.) and purified us from all impuri­ties thoroughly. ertainly only sinners are disgraced and belied and it is not us but other than us.” She showed her closeness to Holy Prophet (s.a.w.a.) and proved that this can never be taken away from us. The silence of Ibne Ziyad disclosed that Janabe Zainab (a.s.) was correct in her saying. When he could not think of anything else, he said: “How do you find Allah’s dealing with you Ahle Bait?” This sentence reflected the theory of compulsion that we did not do it but Allah has done this. He meant that Allah is responsible for the event of Karbala and not they. But he was not dealing with an ordinary person. She could read between the hidden words and replied: “I found Allah’s treatment to be the best. Since Allah destined martyrdom for them hence they were martyred. But soon Allah will gather you and them at one place and conduct a trial. There arguments will be made against you. Then see who shall succeed. O Son of Marjana! your mother will cry on you” She clearly exposed the defeat of Ibne Ziyad behind the facade of victory. In the court of Ibne Ziyad, in front of armed soldiers and ministers, she castigated him and shattered his egotistic fancies. Ibne Ziyad could not tolerate this castigation and started quiv­ering with anger. (Maqtalul Husain, pg 324, Qum ) Then, he in order to hurt her said: “The elimination of you Ahle Bait, who rebelled and revolted against me, Allah has given solace to my heart.” Janabe Zainab (a.s.) had tears in her eyes at this, she said: “By Allah, you killed my elders. You dragged us Ahle Bait from place to place. My roots were chopped to pieces and breathing became difficult for us. If this gives you pleasure then be pleased.” (Kamil Ibne Aseer, vol 4, pg 33; Maqtal Khwarizmi, vol 2, pg 42) Here also she abrogated his accusation that he hadn’t killed Ahle Bait but Allah did. The Court of Yazid Yazid rejoiced when he heard about Imam Husain (a.s.)’s assassination. As his father became happy over the martyrdom of Hazrat Ali (a.s.), as his grandmother Hinda became joyous over the death of Hamza. Hence he wrote to Ibne Ziyad that cap­tives should be immediately sent to Syria. These sorrowful desperate captives left for Syria. Imam Zainul Abedeen (a.s.) hands ere tied behind his neck. His womenfolk were with him. When after facing the calamities of the journey they reached Syria . Yazid recited verses of joy in the full court, which reflected his credo. These verses clearly clarify that he does not have any relation with Islam. The verse were as follows: “Had my forefathers been alive today they would have become happy and blessed me that how I avenged them. The clan of Hashim played a game, neither any Prophet came nor did any Revelation.” At this stage also the courageous daughter of Hazrat Ali (a.s.) overturned the designs of Yazid. She said: All praise be to the Lord of the Worlds. Peace be upon the Holy Prophet (s.a.w.a.) an his progeny. Allah has truly said, “Then evil was the end of those who did evil, because they rejected the communications of Allah and mocked at them.” (Surah Rum: 10) O Yazid! Do you surmise that you have straitened the expanse of skies and the earth and dragged us from place to place. Do you think this degrades us and elevates you and you must be too happy with this thought and swelling with ego and haughtiness. Your world is gay and you usurped our rightful place. Don’t hurry but wait. Have you forgotten the verse of Quran: ‘Those who have disbelieved should not deem that we have given them respite for good rather we have given them reprieve so that they may increase their sins and for them is a formidable and disgraceful chastisement.’ (Surah Aale Imran: 172) O son of Freed slaves (Those who were released by the Holy Prophet (s.a.w.a.) after the fall of Mecca) is it just that your women should sit in veil while the daughters of Holy Prophet (s.a.w.a.) should be lugged from door to door? They be made captive, their veil be snatched, they should be dragged from town to town and all may look at them, and mean persons stare at them. They are neither helped nor aided by anybody.How can he expect the Mercy of Allah who chew the flesh of holy men and martyrs of Islam. How can you lag behind in the enmity of Ahle Bait who bore such hatred towards us. Then without any guilt feeling shamelessly you boasted that ‘Had my forefathers been alive they would have congratulated me and would have said may your hands never be be­numbed’. At this you desecrate the lips of Imam Husain (a. s.) with your stick. You have caused these wounds. You have spilled the blood of the Progeny of Muhammad (s.a.w.a.). You have silenced the earthly stars of the clan of Abdul Mutallib and you are addressing your forefathers and talking to them in your imagination. Soon you will join them. Then you will wish that your hands should have been be­numbed and your tongue be bedumbed. Whatever I did I should not have done it nd whatever I said I should not have said it. “By Allah O Yazid! By this tyranny and oppression you have minced your own skin and have blown your flesh to smithereens. How will you face Holy Prophet (s.a.w.) while you had spilled the blood of his Ahle Bait. While you have disregarded his chastity. Then indeed the day Allah shall assemble them he will seek retribution for them ‘ Do you not think them dead who were martyred in the way of Allah. But they are alive and receiving sustenance from their Lord.’ (Surah Aale Imran: 163) O Yazid! Though rcumstances and calamities have made me to stand here and I am forced to address you. While I think you are too lowly and debased. I condemn you and I rebuke you. Why not? My eyes are brimming with tears and my heart is wrenchful at the death of my loved ones and rela­tives. “Surprising and highly surprising is that cho­sen one of Allah should be slain at the hands of Satanic horde of freed slaves. Your hands are stained with our blood. Your mouth is full of flesh of Ahle Bait. Pure corpses are lying on the ground and animals are looking at them and desert sand is coming on them. If you think our murder and captivity is good for you then soon you shall witness your misdeed. No treasure of yours will help you. Allah never tyrannizes His servant. I complain against you to Allah and trust His self. “O Yazid! Utilize all your viles, employ all your efforts and use your full strength. But by Allah you can never obliterate our names. You can never finish our revelations. Nei­ther can you drive away ignominy and disgrace from yourself. Your thoughts and imaginations are too weak. Your are numbered. The day caller will call curse of Allah be upon oppressors. And praise be to Allah, the Lord of the words Who decreed rgiveness and bliss as our beginning and mercy and martyrdom to be our end. I pray from Allah for the most perfect reward for the martyrs and multiply it manifold nd make our succession the best. Surely He is Merciful and Beneficent. llah alone is sufficient for us and He is the Best Protec­tor.” (aghatun Nisa, pg 21; Maqtalul Khwarazmi, vol 2, pg 64; Maqtalul Husain, pg 357; Adabul Husain and Hemasah, pg 179-181). This sermon speaks volumes about the invincible courage of Janabe Zainab (a.s.) . No trace of tremble or hesitation can be found in her voice. She is not ashamed nor sorry, she claims martyrdom to be a source of pride and a cause of infamy for the tyrants. She said in the full court that “You can never obliterate our names nor can you finish our Revelation.” Then until today every namaz, azaan and all the precepts of religion affirm that a handful of Yazids can never undo their names, they made attempts though. May Allah bless our women to emulate Janabe Zainab (a.s.) so that they may enliven the Islamic teachings in the present atmosphere of disbelief and polytheism. Kufa was the capital of Iraq and the capital of Hazrat Ali’s (a.s.). It was also a place of residence of Hazrat Ali’s (a.s.) friends and partisans. The walls and doors of Kufa were familiar with the eloquence of Hazrat Ali (a. s.). Janabe Zainab (a.s.) lived here as the daughter of the ruler. The women used to greet her as ‘the daughter of Ameerul Momeneen’ and ‘the daughter of Rasool Allah’. She was an extremely respected figure of the city. Today she was brought as a captive in this city. Those who had respected her were looking at her as a tragic spectacle. Those who greeted her were taunting at her. She did not have chadar over her head, and she was seated on the bare back of a camel. Instead of feeling remorse on the killing of the son of Holy Prophet (s.a.w.a.) they were celebrating with joy. On the one hand such inhuman behavior of the masses and on the other hand the pain of sitting on un­saddled camels while they were veil less, and led by the heads of the loved ones atop the point of spears, with a group of thirstily wailing children, chained and manacled Imam Sajjad (a.s.) on top of all hordes of onlookers, who were ridiculing at this pathetic sight. Whenever afflicted ones are ridiculed their afflictions are multiplied. In such conditions should some­one have probed into the heart of Janabe Zainab (a.s.). It is difficult to raise the head in such hordes of calamities leave alone delivering sermons. While effective sermons have certain conditions, like the speaker should not be under any mental strain and should be in a relaxed mood. He should not be tormented by hunger and thirst, nor should he be under stress of sorrow and pain. None of these conditions were present here. Hunger and thirst were beyond any limit, the speaker was under all sorts of emotional and physical strains. The children were crying, the atmosphere was hostile; every glance was full of hatred. But here the speaker was inherited with the qualities of eloquence from her father. When she spoke, she shook the hearts of the ruthless killers. Her words penetrated the hearts of the listeners, their eyes were moistened. The mourn­ing voices turned into sounds of groaning and weeping. When she decided to speak, her one gesture froze everything in sight. Not only men but animals too were quietened. Her awe and fury, her dominance and authority upon the universe and despite of all these her restrain and control, made her a person beyond praises. She spoke thus: “All praise to Allah and blessing be upon my father, Muhammad (s.a.w.a.) and his pure progeny”. Here she referred the Holy Prophet (s.a.w.a.) as her “father” instead of grandfather only to make the people realize that how much was she close to him. She showed that these captives were none but the family of Holy Prophet (s.a.w.a.). She continued: “O people of Kufa, O people of deceit and treachery, are you mourning for us. Let not these tears dry, let not these pleadings be silenced. Your example is like that of a woman who herself knits the yarn firmly but then she breaks it herself. (You believed in the Holy Prophet (s.a.w.a.) and then you yourselves violated the covenant.) You believed as you wished to (not fulfill the conditions of belief). You are but flatterers, mischief-mongers, self-conceited, men­dacious and fiendish men. You disgraceful son of slave-maids, you are quipping like enemies. You are like the vegetation on marsh (which apparently looks green but inwardly is lousy and filthy, talks are good but acts are hateful). Or you are like that silver which is buried under sand. Your life has prepared perdition for you. Certainly the chastisement of Allah will be inflicted on you and you shall remain in it forever. You are weeping while you yourselves cut our loved ones to pieces. Why are you wailing? By Allah you should cry more and laugh less. By this sin you have earned disgrace and disrepute. This blemish can never be removed. (Certainly this sentence is the living testimony for the killers of Imam Husain (a.s.), that they are still tainted with the sin.) This stain can never be removed. You have killed him who was the son of the last Prophet (s.a.w.a.), Chief of the Youth of Paradise , refuge of your virtuous men, hope of the oppressed ones, beacon of proofs and centre of sunnat. You have one a huge misdeed. May you perish. May Allah chastise you. Now your efforts will remain fruitless. Your hands are severed. You have suffered an enormous loss. You are reverting towards the punishment of Allah. Insults and disgrace have been decreed for you. O Kufans! curse be upon you. Do you know which beloved of the Prophet have you slain, and whose veils have you plundered? Whose blood have you spilled? Whose chastity have you disregarded? You have committed such a sin that it may split the skies, divide the earth and blow off the mountains.You have done a shameless act. Such a crime which filled the earth and the sky. It will not be surprising if blood poured down from the skies. And the retribution in the hereafter will be disgraceful. None shall help them, nor will they be given reprieve. Allah does not hasten in giving punishment. He does not fearthe exhaustion of punishment and He is after you.” Imam Sajjad (a.s.) said: “O aunt! Be quiet now. Praise be to Allah you are learned without being taught and God-gifted thinker.” (Maqtal Al Husain, pg 310; Lohuf, pg 68; Ehtejaj Tabarsi, vol 2, pg 31, Najaf; Balaghatun Nisa, pg 23; Adabul Husain and Hemaseh Ahmad Sabir, pg 176-178) Bashir bin Hazim Asadi has related “By Allah, I have not seen more bashful and pure women who can be a better speaker than Zainab. She delivered a sermon as if Hazrat Ali (a.s.) himself was speaking.” (Lohuf, pg 88, Qum ) The effect of this sermon was this that those who were celebrating after the killing of Imam Husain (a.s.) realized their crime. Their existence became a source of shame for them. That day Kufans were constrained and confounded, weeping and slap­ping their faces, chewing their fingers. Bani Umayyah and their propaganda was reduced to a cipher. Janabe Zainab (a.s.) said at the end “Allah never hastens in giving punishment.” The Court of Ibne Ziyad Janabe Zainab (a.s.) delivered this sermon on the roads and streets. When Ibne Ziyad returned from the camp of Nakhila and entered the palace, he ordered for the decoration of the court and opened it for the public. Captives were brought in the court. They were brought in the court in such a manner that the sight was hair raising. Imam Husain (a. s.)’s head was kept in a platter and placed in front of Ibne Ziyad. He desecrated those lips with his stick which were kissed by Holy Prophet (s.a.w.a.). He was doing this to announce his victory to them and threaten them with his tyranny. He was showing that now there was no strength left in the clan of Bani Hashim and Holy Prophet (s.a.w.a.), all of them are killed. Now there is no threat to his government and Yazid’s government as well. When Janabe Zainab (a.s.) saw this, she in order to expel her anger and displeasure, separated from the women and sat alone. Her anger was writ large on her face. While her face was gleaning with the awe of Imamat. Ibne Ziyad inquired about the woman who sat separately and how dare can she show her indifference in his court? When he was told that she is none other than the daughter of Hazrat Ali (a.s.) he was filled with rage. In order to pacify himself he said: “Praise be to Allah, who disgraced you, killed you and belied you.” Janabe Zainab (a.s.) sprang to her in the style of her mother and gave such a fearless retort that the whole earth was subdued by her all-pervasive eloquence, in the words uttered by her: “Praise be to Allah who gave us respect through His Prophet Muhammad (s.a.w.a.) and purified us from all impuri­ties thoroughly. ertainly only sinners are disgraced and belied and it is not us but other than us.” She showed her closeness to Holy Prophet (s.a.w.a.) and proved that this can never be taken away from us. The silence of Ibne Ziyad disclosed that Janabe Zainab (a.s.) was correct in her saying. When he could not think of anything else, he said: “How do you find Allah’s dealing with you Ahle Bait?” This sentence reflected the theory of compulsion that we did not do it but Allah has done this. He meant that Allah is responsible for the event of Karbala and not they. But he was not dealing with an ordinary person. She could read between the hidden words and replied: “I found Allah’s treatment to be the best. Since Allah destined martyrdom for them hence they were martyred. But soon Allah will gather you and them at one place and conduct a trial. There arguments will be made against you. Then see who shall succeed. O Son of Marjana! your mother will cry on you” She clearly exposed the defeat of Ibne Ziyad behind the facade of victory. In the court of Ibne Ziyad, in front of armed soldiers and ministers, she castigated him and shattered his egotistic fancies. Ibne Ziyad could not tolerate this castigation and started quiv­ering with anger. (Maqtalul Husain, pg 324, Qum ) Then, he in order to hurt her said: “The elimination of you Ahle Bait, who rebelled and revolted against me, Allah has given solace to my heart.” Janabe Zainab (a.s.) had tears in her eyes at this, she said: “By Allah, you killed my elders. You dragged us Ahle Bait from place to place. My roots were chopped to pieces and breathing became difficult for us. If this gives you pleasure then be pleased.” (Kamil Ibne Aseer, vol 4, pg 33; Maqtal Khwarizmi, vol 2, pg 42) Here also she abrogated his accusation that he hadn’t killed Ahle Bait but Allah did. The Court of Yazid Yazid rejoiced when he heard about Imam Husain (a.s.)’s assassination. As his father became happy over the martyrdom of Hazrat Ali (a.s.), as his grandmother Hinda became joyous over the death of Hamza. Hence he wrote to Ibne Ziyad that cap­tives should be immediately sent to Syria. These sorrowful desperate captives left for Syria. Imam Zainul Abedeen (a.s.) hands ere tied behind his neck. His womenfolk were with him. When after facing the calamities of the journey they reached Syria . Yazid recited verses of joy in the full court, which reflected his credo. These verses clearly clarify that he does not have any relation with Islam. The verse were as follows: “Had my forefathers been alive today they would have become happy and blessed me that how I avenged them. The clan of Hashim played a game, neither any Prophet came nor did any Revelation.” At this stage also the courageous daughter of Hazrat Ali (a.s.) overturned the designs of Yazid. She said: All praise be to the Lord of the Worlds. Peace be upon the Holy Prophet (s.a.w.a.) an his progeny. Allah has truly said, “Then evil was the end of those who did evil, because they rejected the communications of Allah and mocked at them.” (Surah Rum: 10) O Yazid! Do you surmise that you have straitened the expanse of skies and the earth and dragged us from place to place. Do you think this degrades us and elevates you and you must be too happy with this thought and swelling with ego and haughtiness. Your world is gay and you usurped our rightful place. Don’t hurry but wait. Have you forgotten the verse of Quran: ‘Those who have disbelieved should not deem that we have given them respite for good rather we have given them reprieve so that they may increase their sins and for them is a formidable and disgraceful chastisement.’ (Surah Aale Imran: 172) O son of Freed slaves (Those who were released by the Holy Prophet (s.a.w.a.) after the fall of Mecca) is it just that your women should sit in veil while the daughters of Holy Prophet (s.a.w.a.) should be lugged from door to door? They be made captive, their veil be snatched, they should be dragged from town to town and all may look at them, and mean persons stare at them. They are neither helped nor aided by anybody. How can he expect the Mercy of Allah who chew the flesh of holy men and martyrs of Islam. How can you lag behind in the enmity of Ahle Bait who bore such hatred towards us. Then without any guilt feeling shamelessly you boasted that ‘Had my forefathers been alive they would have congratulated me and would have said may your hands never be be­numbed’. At this you desecrate the lips of Imam Husain (a. s.) with your stick. You have caused these wounds. You have spilled the blood of the Progeny of Muhammad (s.a.w.a.). You have silenced the earthly stars of the clan of Abdul Mutallib and you are addressing your forefathers and talking to them in your imagination. Soon you will join them. Then you will wish that your hands should have been be­numbed and your tongue be bedumbed. Whatever I did I should not have done it nd whatever I said I should not have said it. “By Allah O Yazid! By this tyranny and oppression you have minced your own skin and have blown your flesh to smithereens. How will you face Holy Prophet (s.a.w.) while you had spilled the blood of his Ahle Bait. While you have disregarded his chastity. Then indeed the day Allah shall assemble them he will seek retribution for them ‘ Do you not think them dead who were martyred in the way of Allah. But they are alive and receiving sustenance from their Lord.’ (Surah Aale Imran: 163) O Yazid! Though rcumstances and calamities have made me to stand here and I am forced to address you. While I think you are too lowly and debased. I condemn you and I rebuke you. Why not? My eyes are brimming with tears and my heart is wrenchful at the death of my loved ones and rela­tives. “Surprising and highly surprising is that cho­sen one of Allah should be slain at the hands of Satanic horde of freed slaves. Your hands are stained with our blood. Your mouth is full of flesh of Ahle Bait. Pure corpses are lying on the ground and animals are looking at them and desert sand is coming on them. If you think our murder and captivity is good for you then soon you shall witness your misdeed. No treasure of yours will help you. Allah never tyrannizes His servant. I complain against you to Allah and trust His self. “O Yazid! Utilize all your viles, employ all your efforts and use your full strength. But by Allah you can never obliterate our names. You can never finish our revelations. Nei­ther can you drive away ignominy and disgrace from yourself. Your thoughts and imaginations are too weak. Your are numbered. The day caller will call curse of Allah be upon oppressors. And praise be to Allah, the Lord of the words Who decreed rgiveness and bliss as our beginning and mercy and martyrdom to be our end. I pray from Allah for the most perfect reward for the martyrs and multiply it manifold nd make our succession the best. Surely He is Merciful and Beneficent. llah alone is sufficient for us and He is the Best Protec­tor.” (aghatun Nisa, pg 21; Maqtalul Khwarazmi, vol 2, pg 64; Maqtalul Husain, pg 357; Adabul Husain and Hemasah, pg 179-181). This sermon speaks volumes about the invincible courage of Janabe Zainab (a.s.) . No trace of tremble or hesitation can be found in her voice. She is not ashamed nor sorry, she claims martyrdom to be a source of pride and a cause of infamy for the tyrants. She said in the full court that “You can never obliterate our names nor can you finish our Revelation.” Then until today every namaz, azaan and all the precepts of religion affirm that a handful of Yazids can never undo their names, they made attempts though. May Allah bless our women to emulate Janabe Zainab (a.s.) so that they may enliven the Islamic teachings in the present atmosphere of disbelief and polytheism.

salaam PFA link to a nice blog on ziyarate ashura http://theziyaratofashurah.wordpress.com/ it contains the fazilat of the ziyarat alongwith its authenticity also it has written text of theziyarat with many videos and audios in english , urdu , persain and arabic languages please visit the blog and alos pass the link to others kh id this is a