بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

Tuesday, 23rd January 2018


Imam Hussain's [as] last moments

When his condition worsened, al-Husain (A) raised his eyes to the heavens and said,

O Allah! Sublime You are, Great of Might, Omnipotent, Independent of all creation, greatly Proud, Capable of doing whatever You please, Forthcoming in mercy, True of Promise, Inclusive of Blessings, Clement, Near to those who invoke Him, Subduing His creation, Receptive to Repentance, Able, Overpowering, Appreciative when thanked, Remembering those who remember Him! You do I call upon out of my want, and You do I seek out of need! From You do I seek help when in fear and cry when depressed! Your help do I seek in my weakness, and upon You do I rely! O Allah! Judge between us and our people, for they deceived and betrayed us! They were treacherous to us, and they killed us though we are the ‘Itrat of Your Prophet and the offspring of the one You love: Muhammad (S) whom You chose for Your Message and entrusted with the revelation! Do find an ease for our affair and an exit, O most Merciful of all merciful ones! [786]

Grant me patience to bear Your destiny, O Lord! There is no god but You! O Helper of those who seek help! [787] I have no god besides You, nor do I adore anyone but You! Grant me to persevere as I face Your decree, O Helper of the helpless, O Eternal One Who knows no end, O One Who brings the dead back to life, O One Who rewards every soul as it earned, do judge between me and them; surely You are the best of judges.” [788]

Had Isma’yl to slaughter surrendered,

In the lap of the one who would to him have mercy,
Becoming Allah's sacrifice and was not greeted by
White deer, nor did they shake his hands peacefully,
Husain patiently surrendered his soul
To be slain by the sword of his own oppressor,
And to defend Allah's creed he surrendered his soul
And every precious one so its pillars would stand tall.
His ribs and body were by the steeds trampled upon
As his ladies on bare beasts to captivity borne.

His horse came circling around him, rubbing his head on his blood. [790] It was then that Ibn Sa’d shouted, “The horse! Get the horse, for it is one of the horses of the Messenger of Allah (SWT)!” Horsemen surrounded that horse which kept kicking with its front legs, killing forty riders and ten horses. Ibn Sa’d then said, “Leave him and let us see what he does.” Once he felt secure, the horse went back to al-Husain (A) to rub his head on the Imam's blood as he sniffed him. He was neighing very loudly. [791]

Imam Abu Ja’far al-Baqir (A) used to say that that horse was repeating these words: “Retribution! Retribution against a nation that killed the son of its Prophet's daughter!” The horse then went to the camp neighing likewise. [792] When the women saw the horse without its rider and its saddle twisted, they went out, their hair spread out, beating their cheeks, their faces uncovered, screaming and wailing, feeling the humiliation after enjoying prestige, going in the direction of the place where al-Husain (A) had been killed. [793]

One kneels in earnest at him to hug
While another covers him with a robe,
Another with the flow of his bleeding neck
Her faces does she for glory paint,
And another wishes she was his own sacrifice,
And another does not help kissing him.
Yet another out of fear seeks with his corpse refuge,
And another because of her calamity knows not what to do. [794]

Umm Kulthum, namely Zainab the wise, cried out, “O Muhammad! O father! O ‘Ali ! O Ja’far! O Hamzah! Here is Husain in the open slain in Karbala’!” [795] Then Zainab said, “I wish the heavens had fallen upon the earth! [796] I wish the mountains had crushed the valley!” [797]She was near al-Husain (A) when ‘Umar Ibn Sa’d came close to her flanked by some of his men.

Al-Husain (A) was drawing his last breath She cried out, “O ‘Umar! Should Abu ‘Abdullah be killed as you look on?!” He turned his face away. His tears were flooding his beard.[798] She said, “Woe unto you! Is there any Muslim man among you?” None answered her. [799] Then [‘Umar] Ibn Sa’d shouted at people, “Alight and put him to rest!” Al-Shimr was the first to do so. He kicked the Imam (A) with his foot then sat on his chest and took hold of his holy beard. He dealt him twelve sword strokes. [800] He then severed his sacred head...

Al-Husain (A) Murdered

Those folks now took to maurauding the Imam (A). Ishaq Ibn Hawayh took his shirt. Al-Akhnas Ibn Murthid Ibn ‘Alqamah al-Hadrami took his turban. Al-Aswad Ibn Khalid took his sandals. Jami’ Ibn al-Khalq al-Awdi, but some say a man from Tamim named al-Aswad Ibn Hanzalah, took his sword.

Bajdal came. He saw the Imam (A) wearing a ring covered with his blood. He cut his finger off and took the ring... Qays Ibn al-Ash’ath took his velvet [801] on which he since then used to sit, so he came to be called “Qays Qateefa.” [802]

The Imam (A)’s worn out garment was taken by Ja’oonah Ibn Hawiyyah al-Hadrami. His bow and outer garments were taken by al-Rail Ibn Khaythamah al-Ju’fi, Hani Ibn Shabib al-Hadrami and Jarir Ibn Mas’ud al-Hadrami. [803] A man from among them wanted to take his underpants after all his other clothes had been taken away by others.

This man said, “I wanted to take it off, but he had put his right hand on it which I could not lift; therefore, I severed his right hand... He then put his left hand on it which I also could not lift, so I severed it, too, and was about to bare him and take it off. It was then that I heard something like an earthquake, so I became frightened. I left him and fell into a swoon. While I was unconscious, I saw the Prophet (S), ‘Ali, Fatima, and al-Hasan (‘a). Fatima was saying, ‘O son! They killed you! May Allah kill them!' He said to her, ‘O mother! This sleeping man has severed my right hand!' She then invoked Allah's curse on me saying, ‘May Allah cut your hands and legs, and may He blind you and hurl you into the fire!' Indeed, I am now blind. My hands and legs have already been amputated, and nothing remains from her curse except the Fire.” [804]

O slain one snatched by death away,
Without being helped, without being supported,
They washed him with the blood of his every wound,
They shrouded him with the earth of the ground,
They killed him though they knew,
That he was the fifth of Ashab al-Kisa’.
O Messenger of Allah! O Fatima!
O Commander of the Faithful al-Murtada!
May Allah's rewards for you be great,
For the one whose insides were killed
By thirst till he spent,
At Karbala’ he struck his tent,
Hardly he erected it before it was no more,
Dead mourned by Fatima, by her father and by ‘Ali
The man for him testifies sublimity.
Had the Messenger of Allah been after him raised,
He would have now been mourning him.
They carried a head whose grandfather they greet,
Be it is out of their free will, involuntarily,
Being handled by them as they pleased.
They neither honoured him nor sanctified...
O Messenger of Allah! If you only eyed
How they kept killing and taking captive,
How they were prohibited from enjoying any shade,
How their thirsty ones were met with the spears
How they were driven, stumbling, one following behind,
Another transported on a bare conveyance, how unkind!
Your eyes would have seen a sight
That would surely have grieved your insides
And would surely have been for your eyes a sore.
Such should not be how the Messenger of Allah,
O nation of oppression and corruption, be treated
They slaughtered like sacrifices his offspring that day,
Then they drove his family like slaves away.
They kept calling upon the Messenger of Allah
Whenever marching was hard, whenever they stumbled.


Maqtal al-Husain: Martrydom Epic of Imam al-Husain (A) by 'Abd al Razzaq al-Muqarram
Published by: Al-Kharsan Foundation for Publications, Beirut, Lebanon, 1426 AH/2005 AD


[786] al-Kaf’ami, Misbah al-Mutahajjid. Al-Iqbal. Both references are quoted on p. 107 of Mazar al-Bihar, p. 107 in a chapter on his ziyarat on his birth anniversary.

[787] Sayyid Kaďim al-Rashti al-Ha’iri, Asrar al-Shahada, p. 423.

[788]Riyad al-Masa’ib, p. 33.

[789] Excerpted from a poem by the authority Shaikh Muhammad Taqi Al-Sahib al-Jawahir

[790] as-Saduq, Amali, p. 98, majlis 30. al-Khawarizmi, Maqtal al-Husain, p. 37. Taallum al-Zahra’ of al-Qazwini, p. 129. al-Majlisi, Bihar al-Anwar, Vol. 10, p. 205.

[791] al-Khawarizmi, Maqtal al-Husain, Vol. 2, p. 37.

[792] al-Khawarizmi, Maqtal al-Husain, Vol. 2, p. 37.

[793] From the ziyarat of the sacred area.

[794] From a poem by al-Hajj Hashim al-Ka’bi.

[795] al-Majlisi, Bihar al-Anwar, Vol. 10, p. 206. al-Khawarizmi, Maqtal al-Husain, Vol. 2, p. 37.

[796] al-Tabari, Tarikh, Vol. 6, p. 259.

[797] Ibn Tawus, Al-Luhuf, p. 73.

[798] Ibn al-Athir, Al-Kamil, Vol. 4, p. 32. al-Tabari, Tarikh, Vol. 6, p. 259 (first edition).

[799] al-Mufid, Al-Irshad.

[800] ’Abdullah Nur-Allah al-Bahrani, Maqtal al-’Awalim, p. 100. al-Khawarizmi, Maqtal al-Husain, Vol. 2, p. 36 and following pages.

[801] Ibn Tawus, Al-Luhuf, p. 73.

[802] al-Khawarizmi, Maqtal al-Husain, Vol. 2, p. 38. Ibn al-Athir, Al-Kamil, Vol. 4, p. 32.

[803] Ibn Shahr Ashub, Manaqib, Vol. 2, p. 224.

[804] al-Khawarizmi, Maqtal al-Husain, Vol. 2, p. 102.

[805] From a poem by al-Sharif al-Rai, may Allah elevate his status.

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Hazrat Ali Asghar [as]

When al-’Abbas was killed, al-Husain (A) turned to see none to help him against his foes. He looked and saw how his family members and companions lied slaughtered on the ground. He heard the wailing of the orphans and the cries of the children. As loud as he could, he called out, “Is there anyone who defends the sanctity of the Messenger of Allah? Is there anyone who believes in the Unity of Allah and who fears Allah in our regard? Is there anyone who comes to our rescue and who wishes by doing so to please Allah?” The women's voices now grew even louder as they cried. [730]

Al-Sajjad (A) stood up. He was leaning on a cane and dragging a sword. He was sick and could hardly move, but al-Husain (A) called on his daughter Umm Kulthum saying, “Confine him so that the world may not run out of the progeny of Muhammad (SAW),” so she took him back to his bed. [731]

Al-Husain (A) now ordered his dependents to be silent, and he bade them farewell. He was wearing a dark silk jubba (long robe) [732] and a florid turban with two tresses let loose on the sides and wrapped himself with the same burda (gown) which the Messenger of Allah, peace and blessings of Allah be upon him and his progeny, used to wear, and was carrying his [Prophet’s] sword. [733]



He asked for a thawb (garment) which nobody wanted and which he put underneath his clothes so that nobody would be interested in it and, hence, in removing it from his body, since he knew that he was going to be killed soon. They brought him small trousers but he was not interested in them since they were the outfits of ignominy, [734] so he took a worn out garment which he ripped, placing its pieces underneath his clothes. [735] Then he asked for wrapping trousers which he also tore then put on so that nobody would take them away from his corpse. [736]

He then ordered his infant son [‘Abdullah] to be brought to him so that he would say good-bye to him. Zainab brought him his baby son ‘Abdullah [737] as well as the latter’s mother al-Rubab. He placed him in his lap and kept kissing him [738] and repeating this statement: “Away with these people when your grandfather the chosen one (SAW) is their opponent.”[739]

Then he brought him to those folks and asked for some water for him. Harmalah Ibn Kahil al-Asadi shot the infant with an arrow that slaughtered him. Al-Husain (A) received his blood in his hand then threw it up towards the heavens.

Imam Abu Ja’far al-Baqir (A) has said, “Not a drop of it fell.[740] In this regard, the Hujjah of the Progeny of Muhammad (SAW), may Allah hasten his reappearance, says, “Peace be unto ‘Abdullah, the slaughtered infant, the one shot with an arrow, the one whose blood was shed in a most cruel manner and whose blood ascended to the heavens, the one slaughtered with an arrow in his father's lap! The curse of Allah be upon the person who shot him, Harmalah Ibn Kahil al-Asadi, and upon his kinsfolk.” [741]

Hard it is for me how you carried your thirsty babe
And the fire of his thirst could not be quenched.
From the parching of the sun his voice changed,
In a tribulation from which what is solid melts.
You came to the people asking for water,
But how could you reach the watering place?
For the bow surrounded his neck as if
It was a string of the crescent wherein the star rests.
And on the prairie, in the tents, are mourners
Pointing to your babe with agony and repeat;
How many an infant did their arrows suckle
One Fatima would have rather nursed?
So my soul weeps for him since the arrow surrounded him
Just as it was decorated before by amulets.
He yearned smiling for the Prophet's grandson to plant his kiss
To bid him farewell, and what else other than
Such kissing suits him?
My heart goes for the infant's mother when the night descends
Upon her, and when the doves mourn.
In the dark does she come to see her babe
As his mark showed among the victims;
So once she saw the arrow in his neck planted,
She wished she shared his arrow of death
In her hands she places him as she kisses his lips
And kisses a neck before her the arrow had kissed.
She brought him closer to her chest in earnest
So once she sings lullabies for him and once she to him talks:
Son! Wake up from the slumber of death!
My breast should you suck.
Maybe my heart will then calm down...
Son! I have milk for you, and I know your thirst
So maybe I thereby quench your burning thirst.
Son! You used to entertain me in my loneliness
And my solace whenever the oppressors oppress.

Al-Husain (A) said, “What decreases my affliction is the fact that it is witnessed by Allah Almighty. [743] O Allah! It is not less in Your esteem than the life of a son! Lord! If You have kept victory away from us, then let it be so for something even better, and seek revenge on our behalf from the oppressors, [744] and let what has happened to us in this life be a treasure for us in the hereafter. [745] O Allah! You are the Witness against people who killed the one who looked most like Your Messenger Muhammad, peace and blessings of Allah be upon him and his progeny.” [746]

He (A), then heard a voice saying, “Leave him, O Husain, for there is a nurse for him in Paradise.![747] Then he (A), alighted from his horse and with his sword dug a grave for him and buried him; his blood was mixed with the sands, then he offered the funeral prayers for him. [748] Some accounts say that he placed him together with those of his family who had already been killed. [749]

My heart burns for his father when he saw
How, because of the thirst, his eyes deeply sank.
He could find no water for his babe,
So he found no choice except to beg
Though begging for a father is the greatest calamity.
So how when deprivation follows begging?
Of his pure blood he towards the heavens flung,
How great his kindness, how magnanimous!
Had he not thrown it to the heavens,
The earth would have swallowed everyone.
The heavens was painted red from his blood
Woe upon them from Allah's curse!
And how was his mother's condition when she did see
Her infant going through what had to be?
He left her like a white pearl
And returned like a red sapphire.
She yearned to him as she would her babe,
She mourned him in the morning and at sunset.
My heart goes for her how she mourned her infant,
A mourning that echoed her painful heart:
Says she: O son! O my ultimate hope!
O my desire and my joy!
My milk when no water was there did dry,
No water to drink, nothing to sustain you by;
So your thirst took you to drink of death,
As if your quenching rested in the foe's arrows.
O tears of mine, the life of my heart!
My greatest calamity that you had to depart.
I wished you would be the best to succeed
And a solace for me from their every vile deed.
Never did I think an arrow would wean,
Till my days showed him how one could be so mean.

Al-Husain (A) advanced towards the enemy raising his sword, losing all hope of survival, challenging them to a duel. He killed all those who accepted his challenge, and their number was quite high. [751] Then he charged on the army's east flank as he recited these verses:

Death is better than accepting ignominy,
While ignominy is better than the Fire! [752]
and on the left flank as he recited:
I am al-Husain son of ‘Ali
I decided never to bow nor bend,
Protecting my father's family,
Remaining on the Prophet's creed. [753]

‘Abdullah Ibn ‘Ammar Ibn Yaghuth said, “Never have I seen someone surrounded by a huge number of enemies and whose son is slaughtered, and so are his family and companions, and who still maintained his composure, remained relentless, and stayed courageous more than al-Husain (A). Men kept fleeing in front of him whenever he charged at them, and none kept his ground. [754]

‘Umar Ibn Sa’d shouted to everyone saying, “This is the son of the quarrelsome one, the one with the stomach! This is the son of the killer of the Arabs! Attack him from all directions!” Four thousand arrows[755] were at once shot at him, and he was forced to alight from his horse. Al-Husain (A) shouted at them, “O followers of Abu Sufyan! If you have no religion at all, and yet you fear the returning to your Maker, then at least you should remain free in your life, and you should go back to your lineage, if you are Arabs as you claim!

Al-Shimr addressed him saying, “What are you, son of Fatima (A), saying?” He (A) said, “I am the one who is fighting you, and women are not held accountable; so, keep your rogues away from them and stop them from harming my women as long as I am alive.”

Said he: “Face me, not my women, “My time is come, destiny is done.
Al-Shimr said, “We shall grant you that.”

He became the target of the fighters, and the fighting intensified. His thirst intensified, too.[756] From the direction of the Euphrates, he attacked ‘Amr Ibn al-Hajjaj who was surrounded by four thousand men, clearing them from the water and forcing his horse into the river. When his horse was about to drink, al-Husain (A) said to it, “You are thirsty, and so am I, yet I shall not drink before you.” The horse raised his head as if he understood what the Imam (A) had said to him. When al-Husain (A) stretched his hand to drink, a man asked him, “Do you enjoy water while the sanctity of your women has been violated?” He, therefore, spilled the water and did not drink then went in the direction of the tent. [757]

Their blood quenches the earth's thirst
As his insides from thirst were burning.
Had the burning of his heart been made manifest,
The most solid of objects would be melting.
The heavens mourns him with blood.
Had it only wept water for his thirsty heart!
O how my heart burns for you,
O son of Muhammad's daughter!
O how the foes were able to achieve their goals!
They prohibited you from reaching
The Euphrates river all the while,
So, may people after you never enjoy
The Euphrates or the Nile.


Maqtal al-Husain: Martrydom Epic of Imam al-Husain (A) by 'Abd al Razzaq al-Muqarram
Published by: Al-Kharsan Foundation for Publications, Beirut, Lebanon, 1426 AH/2005 AD


[730] Ibn Tawus, Al-Luhuf, p. 65.

[731] Shaikh Ja’far al-Shushtari (may Allah sanctify him), Al-Khasa’is al-Husainiyya [Husain’s characteristics] , p. 129.

[732] In his book Al-Kafi, al-Kulayni, commenting on the text on p. 105, Vol. 4, of Mir'at al-’Uqul ‘an Al al-Rasul, where Imam al-Baqir (‘a) is quoted, and also al-Alusi on p. 111, Vol. 8, of his book Ruh al-Ma’ani, commenting on the verse saying, “Say: Who has prohibited the embellishments of Allah which He has brought forth for His servants and the good provisions?” (Qur’an, 7:32), and so do both Ibn Hajar on p. 192, Vol. 9, of his book Majma’ al-Zawa’id and al-Khawarizmi on p. 35, Vol. 2, of his book Maqtal al-Husain, all say that al-Husain (‘a) was wearing a dark silk jubba on the day of ‘Ashura.

[733] Al-Muntakhab, p. 315 (Hayderi Press, 1369 A.H./1950 A.D.).

[734] Ibn Shahr Ashub, Al-Manaqib, Vol. 2, p. 222. al-Majlisi, Bihar al-Anwar, Vol. 10, p. 305.

[735] Ibn Hajar al-Haythami, Mujma’ al-Zawa’id, Vol. 9, p. 193. al-Majlisi, Bihar al-Anwar, Vol. 10, p. 205.

[736] Ibn Tawus, Al-Luhuf, p. 69. al-Tabari, Tarikh, Vol. 6, p. 259.

[737] On p. 222, Vol. 2, of his book Al-Manaqib, Ibn Shahr Ashub refers to him as ‘Ali Asghar (‘Ali Junior).

[738] Ibn Tawus, Al-Luhuf, p. 65. According to p. 218, Vol. 2, of al-Ya’qubi's Tarikh (Najaf's edition), “As al-Husain (‘a) was standing, his newly born son was brought to him. He called the athan in his [right] ear and applied the hanuk to him.

[739] al-Majlisi, Bihar al-Anwar, Vol. 10, p. 23. al-Khawarizmi, Maqtal al-Husain, Vol. 2, p. 22.

[740] On p. 222, Vol. 2, of Ibn Shahr Ashub's book Manaqib, it is stated that, “None of it came back.”

[741] This is stated in the ziyarat of that sacred place. The text of the poem that follows was composed by the virtuous orator Sayyid Muhammad Jawad Shubbar.

[742] From a poem by the ‘Allama Shaikh Muhammad Taqi al-Jawahiri.

[743] Ibn Tawus, Al-Luhuf, p. 66.

[744] Ibn Nama, Muthir al-Azan, p. 26. al-Khawarizmi, Maqtal al-Husain, Vol. 2, p. 32.

[745] al-Qazwini, Taallum al-Zahra’, p. 122.

[746]Al-Muntakhab, p. 313.

[747] Ibn al-Jawzi, the grandson, Tathkirat al-Khawa, p. 144. Mirza Farhad, Al-Qamqam, p. 385.

[748] al-Khawarizmi, Maqtal al-Husain, Vol. 2, p. 32. al-Tabarsi, Al-Itijaj, p. 163 (Najaf edition).

[749] al-Mufid, Al-Irshad. Ibn Nama, Muthir al-Azan, p. 36.

[750] Excerpted from a rajaz poem by the authority Ayatullah Shaikh Muhammad Husain al-Ishfahani, may Allah sanctify him.

[751] Abdullah Nur-Allah al-Bahrani, Maqtal al-’Awalim, p. 97. Ibn Nama, Muthir al-Azan, p. 37. al-Khawarizmi, Maqtal al-Husain, Vol. 2, p. 33.

[752] Under the heading “A Discourse in Literature” on p. 171, Vol. 3, of his book Al-Bayan wal Tibyan (second edition), al-Jahiz adds the following after having quoted those poetry lines: Allah, from this and that, is the Refuge.

[753] Ibn Shahr Ashub, Manaqib, Vol. 2, p. 223.

[754] al-Tabari, Tarikh, Vol. 6, p. 259. On p. 38, Vol. 2, of his book Maqtal al-Husain, al-Khawarizmi attributes this statement to some of those who had participated in that battle.

[755] Ibn Shahr Ashub, Manaqib, Vol. 2, p. 223.

[756] Ibn Tawus, Al-Luhuf, p. 67.

[757] al-Majlisi, Bihar al-Anwar, Vol. 10, p. 204. ‘

[758] Excerpted from a poem by Ayatullah Shaikh Muhammad Husain Kashif al-Ghiťa’, may Allah have mercy on him.

Source: www.hujjat.org

Ya Abu Fadhl Abbas

Al-’Abbas could no longer bear life after having seen how his companions and the members of his family killed and how the Hujjah of his time was suffering from the great number of the enemies surrounding him after his supply route had been cut off and after hearing the women wailing and the children crying of thirst. He, therefore, sought permission from his brother. Since al-’Abbas (A) was the most precious asset to the grandson of the Prophet (S), who is soon to be martyred, especially since the foes always dreaded having to fight him and feared his advance, and how the ladies felt a sense of security upon seeing the standard raised high, the sacred soul of the Father of the Oppressed did not accept to part with him.

The Imam (A) said to him, “O brother! You are my standard-bearer! [718] Al-’Abbas (A) said, “I am fed-up with these hypocrites, and I want to seek revenge against them.” Al-Husain (A) ordered him to bring water for the children, so al-’Abbas went to those people and admonished them, warning them of the Wrath of the Omnipotent, but all of that fell on deaf ears. He then shouted: “O ‘Umar Ibn Sa’d! Here is al-Husain son of the daughter of the Messenger of Allah! You have killed his companions and family, and here are his children suffering from thirst! Give them some water, for thirst has burnt their hearts!” As he kept repeating his pleas, he also kept saying to them, “Let me go to Rome or to India, and I shall leave Hijaz and Iraq for you all.

There were some people among the enemy ranks who were genuinely moved by those pleas, so they wept, but al-Shimr shouted as loudly as he could, “O son of Abu Turab! Had the face of earth been entirely covered with water, and had it been in our hands, we would still have not given you a drop of it to drink unless you swear the oath of allegiance to Yazid!

Al-’Abbas went back to his brother to tell him of the outcome of his negotiations with those ruffians. Al-’Abbas heard the children crying of thirst, [719] so he could not tolerate the situation any longer. He was fired up with his Hashemi zeal.

The one whose light enables all to see
At Karbla’ is killed and none to bury,
O Grandson of the Prophet! May He
Reward you with goodness for us and for me,
May your balance of Good Deeds never fall short.
To me you were a mountain where I seek resort.
To be kind to kinsfolk you used to always exhort.
Who now shall to the orphans and the destitute import
And to whom shall the helpless go when in need?
By Allah! Never shall I fall short of my every deed
By trading you for anyone else's worth
Till I am buried between the sands and the earth

Then he rode his horse and took the water bag. As many as four thousand archers soon surrounded him and shot him with their arrows, yet their large number did not impede his attempt. He kept chasing those throngs alone as his standard kept fluttering above. Those people could not tell whether that was al-’Abbas who was thus slaughtering their heroes or the wali roaring on the battlefield. Their men could not maintain their grounds before him, and he succeeded in getting into the Euphrates river heedless of the huge crowd around him.

The mighty lions mourn their youths
And their saviours when calamity overwhelms,
Mourning them with blood. So tell the burning heart
How the red sigh does ascend;
It yearns, but its yearning is crying,
It mourns, but its mourning is only by sign. [720]

The moment he took one handful of water to drink he remembered how thirsty al-Husain (‘a) and those with him were, so he spilled it then said: [721]

O soul! After al-Husain nobody does count!
After him, you should to nothing amount,
Here is al-Husain nearing his end
While you drink of cool water?!
By Allah! Such is not a deed
At all enjoined by my creed! [722]

Then he filled the water bag, rode his horse, and went in the direction of the camp. His path was blocked, so he kept killing those who blocked it till he was able to make his way through them as he was saying:

I do not fear dead when it calls upon me,
Till among the swords you bury me.
My soul protects the one
Who is the Prophet's grandson,
Al-’Abbas am I, the water bag do I bear
When I meet evil, I know no fear!

Zayd Ibn al-Ruqad al-Jahni ambushed him from behind a palm tree assisted by akim Ibn al-Tufayl al-Sanbasi, dealing a sword blow to his right arm, completely severing it. He (A), said,

By Allah! If you cut off my right hand,
I shall not cease defending my creed,
And an Imam true to his conviction do I defend,
A son of the trustworthy Prophet whom Allah did send.

He did not pay attention to the fact that his right hand had been cut off because he was only concerned about getting the water to the children and the family of al-Husain (‘a), but akim Ibn al-Tufayl was still hiding behind another palm tree when he passed by. akim struck him with his sword on his left hand, amputating it, too,[723] and soon a large number of men were surrounding him. Arrows fell on him like rain, piercing the water bag and boring a hole in it through which its water was completely spilled. An arrow pierced his chest. [724] A man hit him with a pole on his head, severely injuring him.

Beside al-’Alqami he fell, how I wish to witness
Those who subdued him drinking of bitterness.

He fell on the ground shouting, “Peace unto you from me, O father of ‘Abdullah!” Al-Husain (A) rushed to him. [725] How I wish to know in what condition he went to him, with a soul imperiled by this great loss, or by the brotherhood that pulls a brother to his beloved brother...

Yes; al-Husain (A) reached him and witnessed how sacrifice is being offered to the Holy One on a plain covered with blood and crowned with arrows. Al-’Abbas had no might nor speech nor anything whereby he could keep his foes away. He could not even see anything; his head was on the ground bleeding.

Is it accurate to say that al-Husain (A) saw all of these calamities and still had any strength whereby he could stand on his feet? Only al-Husain remained after the martyrdom of Abul-Fal. He remained a figure staring in the sky, stripped of all the necessities of life. He, Allah's peace be upon him, described his condition best when he said, “Now my spine has been split and my endeavour is further weakened. [726]

Disappointment marked his forehead,
So the mountains crumbled for his pain.
Why not since it was the beauty of his face
And on his forehead the pleasure of his heart?
O supporter of his family, waterer of his children,
Bearer of the standard with all his determination! [727]

He left him where he had fell and did not move him anywhere due to a hidden reason which time later unveiled: He was to be buried where he had fallen separately from the other martyrs so that he would have a mausoleum of his own visited by those who seek his intercession with the Almighty to grant them the fulfillment of their wishes, and so that his gravesite would be a place for the ziyarat of the people who seek nearness to the Almighty, Praise to Him, under its dome that stands lofty in the sky, glowing.

It is there that dazzling miracles manifest themselves and the nation thereby comes to know his lofty status and station with Allah Almighty. It then carries out its obligation of loving him which is renewed by continuous visits. Greeting him will establish a link between them and Allah, the most Exalted. It was the desire of the Hujjah of his time, the father of ‘Abdullah (A), and of the Omnipotent, Praise to Him, that the apparent status enjoyed by Abul-Fal al-’Abbas should be similar to the one preserved for him in the hereafter, and so it was.

Al-Husain (A) went back to the camp feeling extremely depressed, tearful. He kept wiping his tears with his cuffs as men raced with one another to assault his camp. He called out: “Is there anyone who helps us?! Is there anyone who grants us security?! Is there anyone who seeks justice, so he supports us?! Is there anyone who fears the Fire, so he defends us?!”[728]

Sukayna, his daughter, came to him and asked him about her uncle al-’Abbas. He told her of his being killed. Zainab heard him revealing this sad news, so she cried out, “O brother! O ‘Abbas! O our loss after you!” Women wept, and al-Husain (A) wept, too, and said, “O our loss after you!”

He called, filling the valleys with his cries
Even solid stones from their horrors are in pain
O Brother! Who after you shall guard Muhammad's daughters
When they seek mercy from the merciless?
My hands after you are paralyzed,
My eyes blinded, and split is my spine,
For others, cheeks are beaten,
But these white deer before my eyes
Are now beating their cheeks.
Between your terrible death and my own
Is like I call you before and you are pleased,
Here is your sword: Who after you
Shall with it subdue the foes?
And here is your standard: Who shall with it advance?
O son of my father! You have dwarfed in my eyes
The death of all my offspring,
And the wound is healed only by
What is more painful, so
He knelt over and his tears
Painted the ground like gold,
He wished to kiss his lips but he found
No place spared from a weapon's kiss. [729]

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Hazrat Ali Akber [as]


None remained with al-Husain (A) except his Ahl al-Bayt who were determined to face death with their might and to maintain their dignity. They came bidding each other farewell [661] the first being Abul-Hasan [662] ‘Ali al-Akbar [663]who was twenty-seven years old. He was born on the 11th of Sha’ban, 33 AH/653 AD [664], and he was a mirror reflecting the Prophet's own beauty and a model of his own sublime code of ethics, a specimen of his wise speech One poet of the Messenger of Allah (SAW) praised him saying:

Never have any eyes seen better than you
Never have women begotten more beautiful than you
Fault-free you have been made
As if you as you wished were made.

Al-Madi al-Akbar says [665]:

No eyes saw him have ever seen
Anyone walking, bare-footed or not.
Flesh boils till when it is ripe,
The eater finds it not expensive at all,
Whenever fire for it was lighted,
He with lofty honour ignited.
Just as a poor person sees it in hope,
Or a lone man with no family.
Never did he prefer his life over his creed,
Nor did he sell what is right for a misdeed.
I mean the son of Layla, the one of the dew,
I am describing the son of high lineage to you.

‘Ali al-Akbar is the one who branched out of the tree of Prophethood, the man who inherited the great merits. He was truly worthy of being a caliph had it not already been determined by the Lord of the Heavens. The most Glorified One had recorded their names in the tablet brought by Gabriel , to the Messenger of Allah, peace and blessings of Allah be upon him and his progeny.

He inherited the merits his legacy
From every valiant warrior and brave
In Hamzah's might, in Hayder's bravery
In al-Husain's loftiness, in Ahmad's dignity
Good in make and in conduct,
Wise in speech like the Prophet Ahmad. [666]

Once he was about to start his role in defending Ahl al-Bayt (A), it rested extremely heavily for the ladies who grew up in the lap of Imamate because he was the one upon whom they rested their hopes for their protection and security, their only hope after al-Husain (A) is gone. One of them would see the Message about to be muted with his death, while another would see the sun of Prophethood nearing an eclipse, while yet another would see Muhammad's code of ethics coming to an end.

They all surrounded him and pleaded to him saying, “Have mercy on our being strangers in this land! We cannot bear your separation!” But he did not pay them any attention because he could easily see how his enemies were to the end determined to spill his pure blood. He sought his father's permission then came out riding a horse belonging to al-Husain (A) named Laiq. [667]

From the camp of Layla, mother of ‘Ali al-Akbar and daughter of Maymuna daughter of Abu Sufyan, [668] a man shouted, “O ‘Ali ! You have kinship with the commander of the faithful Yazid, and we wish to safeguard it; so, if you wish, we can grant you security.” He (A), said,“The kinship I have with the Messenger of Allah, peace of Allah and His blessings be upon him and his progeny, is now more worthy of being safeguarded,” [669] then he recited these rajaz verses, identifying his holy self and his sublime objective:

I am ‘Ali son of al-Husain son of ‘Ali

We, by the House's Lord, are more worthy of the Nabi.
By Allah! We shall never be ruled by the da’i
With the sword shall I defend my family
And strike like a young Hashemi, Qarashi!

Al-Husain (A) could not help flooding his eyes with tears [671] and shouted at ‘Umar Ibn Sa’d:“What is the matter with you?! May Allah cut off your lineage just as you have cut off mine and just as you have not respected my kinship to the Messenger of Allah, peace and blessings of Allah be upon him and his progeny, and may He send upon you someone to slay you on your own bed![672] Then he uncovered his hair and raised his hands to the heavens supplicating thus:

O Allah! Bear witness against these folks that a man who looks most like Your Messenger Muhammad in his physique, manners, and eloquence [673] has come out to fight them! Whenever we missed seeing Your Prophet, we would look at him. O Allah! Deprive them of the blessings of the earth, create dissension among them, and make them into many parties, and do not let their rulers ever be pleased with them, for they invited us to support us, then they transgressed on us and fought us!”

Then he recited the Qur’anic verse saying,

Allah surely chose Adam, Noah, the family of Abraham and the family of Imran over all people, offspring of one another, and Allah is Hearing, Knowing (Qur’an, 3:34).” [674]

He kept charging at their right and left wings, diving in their midst. Whenever a group of fighters met him, he would repulse them, all of them, and whenever a brave man faced him, he would kill him:

He assaults the regiments as the ground closes in on them

All because of his fiery might,
So he forcibly sends them back on their tails
In his might he resembles the angry lion.

He killed a total of one hundred and twenty knights. Thirst took its toll on him, so he returned to his father to rest and to complain about suffering from thirst. [675] Al-Husain (A) wept and said, “O help! How quickly shall you meet your grandfather who will give you a drink after which you shall never suffer of thirst.” He gave him his tongue to suck then his ring to put in his mouth. [676]

He returns to bid farewell, and he is heavy-hearted,
His heart is thirsty, his iron is heavy,
His insides burn, his sword's thirst is quenched with dew,
But his own thirst was not, mind you.
Yet he with his saliva preferred him over his own self
Had only his saliva not dried yet.
As soon as he was bent to meet his death with a smile,
Death, from his ears and sight, stayed only for a while.
He turned the battle around and moved its grinding stone,
With his sword he struck their flesh and their bone,
With his withered shoulders he meets their braves
And places his sword in the necks of their knaves,
While on his body it leaves its mark
From their midst he disappeared and did not come back,
Mounting his steed though almost bear.
Time stumbled on him, so his body now
Is food for every sword and every bow.

‘Ali went back to the battlefield feeling very happy about the good news which he had just heard from the Imam, the Hujjah (A), who had told him that he would soon meet his grandfather, the chosen one, peace of Allah be upon him and his progeny. He, therefore, advanced towards them with courage reminiscent of [his grandfather] Imam ‘Ali (A). He met the enemies face-to-face. The latter could not tell whether it was ‘Ali al-Akbar who was chasing the enemy or whether it was the wali (A), roaring like a lion on the battlefield, or whether thunderbolts came emitting in an array from his sword. He kept killing the Kufians till the number of those whom he killed reached fully two hundred. [677]

Murrah Ibn Munqith al-’Abdi [678] said, “I shall bear all the sins of the Arabs should I not succeed in causing his father to lose him for good![679] He stabbed him with his lance in the back [680] and hit him with his sword on the head, splitting it in half. ‘Ali embraced his horse that carried him to the enemy camp. There, he became the target of their swords, so they cut his body into bits and pieces. [681]

He wiped out shame, Allah fight the shame
A crescent in the dark, a shining one
The one sought by both houses of Hashim
The haven of both honour and loftiness
How could death to you reach?
You have not hesitated nor tarried.
May my life be for him a sacrifice
Like a fresh flower that dried
In the ocean of thirst and the heat of the sword.
Early did witherness visit his fresh flower,
Withering is the foe of a fresh flower.
By Allah! What a moon on them did he shine!
The sword mixed his substance with its gold,
The water of youth and the blood both flew
Within him, and his heart was still on fire.
Never shall I him forget
How he was turbaned with the youth of the deer
Among the warriors, wearing only their every spear,
Drenched in blood was he yet the Euphrates was
Turning green what was still black.

He called out saying, “Peace be upon you from me, O father of ‘Abdullah! [682] My grandfather has given me a drink with his own cup after which I shall never suffer any thirst, and he says that there is another one reserved just for you![683]

Al-Husain (A) came to him and placed his cheek on his as he said, “There is no good in life after you... How dare they defy the most Merciful One, and how dare they violate the sanctity of His Messenger![684] Hard it is upon your grandfather and father that they cannot respond to you when you call upon them, and that they cannot help you when you ask for their help.[685]

Then he took a handful of his pure blood and threw it towards the heavens. Not a drop of it fell. This explains the recitation in his ziyarat of the following statement:

May my father and mother be your sacrifice! How you were slaughtered without having committed a crime! May my father and mother be your sacrifice! How your blood ascended to the one loved by Allah! May my father and mother be sacrificed for you! He mourns you with a burning heart, raising your blood to the depth of the heavens, not a drop whereof returns, nor one sigh of your father finds an ease![686]

He ordered his servants to carry him to the tent. His corpse was brought to the tent in front of which they were fighting. [687]

The honourable ladies who grew up in the home of revelation kept looking at him as he was carried away with blood covering him with its red mantle of dignity. Stabs and wounds had spared no place in his body. They welcomed him with very heavy hearts, their hair uncovered, their wailing defeaning the world. Before them stood the wise lady of Banu Hashim, namely Zainab, the great one, daughter of Fatima daughter of the Messenger of Allah (SAW), crying and wailing. [688] She threw herself on the corpse of her nephew, hugging it, grief-stricken, for he was the guardian of her home and its pillar. [689]

My heart goes for the ladies of the Prophet
When thus they saw him in that condition.
Their wailing and their cries did intensify
So the minds and the souls were baffled by their cry.
The wise ladies mourned their protector
And so did virtues and merits.
My heart goes for her when she seeks
The Messenger's help,
The mountains were almost to disappear.
My heart goes for her since she lost
The one she could depend on,
And how can anyone equal the one she lost?
Who can in honour equal the one who was
Like in manners Yasin, like in form Taha?
O Allah help his father when
The light of al-Akbar went out.
He at the Taff saw the Friend of Allah from Mina,
The one whom he sacrificed was now
Sought by the swords.
He was mourned by what can be seen and what cannot
From the zenith of the ‘Arsh
To the deepest of the earth
He was mourned by the master of all creation.
For his calamity was indeed the greatest of all.
He was mourned by the eyes of guidance and uprightness
And by the one appointed as the wali.

His father's condition could best be described thus:
Son! From my heart did I make you, so why
From me you now severed your tie?
Son! Your ties eclipse the hue of death
And the eclipse precedes perfection.
Son! Never shall I ever sleep
While your body on the burning sands lies.
Son! You insisted on reaching the heights,
Leaving for me only the dark nights.
Son! Men's eyes mourn you till the Day
Of Gathering and of Accounting.
Son! The attributes of perfection do you mourn,
And the tenderness of youth and the angels.
You rushed to meet your father the Prophet at the Pool
Having arranged the hearts of men's eyes.


Maqtal al-Husain: Martrydom Epic of Imam al-Husain (A) by 'Abd al Razzaq al-Muqarram
Published by: Al-Kharsan Foundation for Publications, Beirut, Lebanon, 1426 AH/2005 AD


[661] al-Khawarizmi, Maqtal al-Husain, Vol. 2, p. 26.

[662] On p. 14 of our dissertation of ‘Ali al-Akbar, we quoted Imam Abul-Hasan al-Riďa (A) saying that he was married to a “mother of sons,” hence his kunya “Abu [father of] al-Hasan” after his son by her, al-Hasan.

[663]  In our dissertation on ‘Ali al-Akbar, we quoted historians saying that he was older than Imam al-Sajjad (A). We shall quote Zayn al-’Afif [al-Sajjad] recognizing this fact when we discuss the post-martyrdom events in a dialogue between the Imam (A) and Ibn Ziyad.

[664] As quoted in Anis al-Shi’ah, a manuscript written by Sayyid Muhammad ‘Abd al-Husain al-Ja’fari al-Ha’iri which he wrote for sultan Fath ‘Ali Shah.

[665] According to p. 32 of Maqatil al-Talibiyyin, this poem was written in memory of ‘Ali al-Akbar [‘Ali Senior].

[666] These verses and the ones to follow were composed by the authority Ayatullah Shaikh ‘Abd al-Husain Sadiq al-’Amili, may Allah sanctify him.

[667] According to p. 178 of Fal al-Khayl by ‘Abd al-Mu’min al-Dimyati (d. 805 AH/1402 AD), one of al-Husain's mares was named Lahiq, and on p. 183 the author says, “Al-Husain son of ‘Ali (‘a), had a mare named al-Yamum and another named Laiq upon which he carried his son ‘Ali al-Akbar Ibn al-Husain during the battle of the Taff where they were both killed.”

[668] Ibn Hajar al-’Asqalani, Al-Isaba, Vol. 4, p. 178, where the biography of Abu Murrah is discussed.

[669] Abu Nar, Sirr al-Silsila, p. 57, in the discussion of genealogy in general and that of Mi’ab Ibn al-Zubayr of Quraish in particular.

[670] The rest of these verses are recorded by Shaikh al-Mufid, may Allah sanctify him, in his book Al-Irshad.

[671] Ibn Nama, Muthir al-Azan, p. 35. al-Mufid, Al-Irshad.

[672] al-Khawarizmi, Maqtal al-Husain, Vol. 2, p. 30.

[673] Ibn Nama, Muthir al-Azan. Ibn Tawus, Al-Luhuf. al-Khawarizmi, Maqtal al-Husain, Vol. 2, p. 30.

[674] al-Khawarizmi, Maqtal al-Husain, Vol. 2, p. 30.

[675] Abul-Faraj al-Ishfahani, Maqatil al-Talibiyyin, p. 47 (old edition). ‘Abdullah Nur-Allah al-Bahrani, Maqtal al-’Awalim, p. 96. al-Naishapuri, Rawat al-Wa’iin, p. 161. Ibn Shahr Ashub, Al-Manaqib, Vol. 2, p. 222 (Iranian edition). Ibn Nama, Muthir al-Azan, p. 35. Ibn Tawus, Al-Luhuf, p. 64 (Saida edition). al-Khawarizmi, Maqtal al-Husain, Vol. 2, p. 30.

[676] al-Khawarizmi, Maqtal al-Husain, Vol. 2, p. 31. ‘Abdullah Nur-Allah al-Bahrani, Maqtal al-’Awalim, p. 95. According to p. 51, Vol. 2, of al-’Abbasi's book Ma’ahid al-Tansis, when Yazid Ibn Mazid al-Shaybani was pursuing al-Walid Ibn arif, and when thirst took its toll on him, he put his ring in his mouth and kept pursuing al-Walid till he stabbed him with his lance.

[677] al-Khawarizmi, Maqtal al-Husain, Vol. 2, p. 31.

[678] Ibn al-Athir, Al-Kamil, Vol. 4, p. 30. al-Dinawari, Al-Akhbar al-Tiwal, p. 254. al-Mufid, Al-Irshad. Ibn Nama, Muthir al-Azan.Ibn Tawus, Al-Luhuf.

[679] al-Mufid, Al-Irshad. al-Tabari, Tarikh, Vol. 6, p. 256.

[680] Ibn Shahr Ashub, Al-Manaqib, Vol. 2, p. 222.

[681] al-Khawarizmi, Maqtal al-Husain, Vol. 2, p. 31. Maqtal al-’Awalim, p. 95.

[682]Riyad al-Masa’ib, p. 321.

[683] ’Abdullah Nur-Allah al-Bahrani, Maqtal al-’Awalim, p. 95. al-Khawarizmi, Maqtal al-Husain, Vol. 2, p. 31.

[684] al-Tabari, Tarikh, Vol. 6, p. 265.

[685] ’Abdullah Nur-Allah al-Bahrani, Maqtal al-’Awalim, p. 95.

[686] Ibn Qawlawayh, Kamil al-Ziyarat, p. 239. This statement is supported by accurate Isnad and is taught by Imam Ja’far as-Sadiq (‘a) to Abu Hamzah al-Thumali.

[687] al-Mufid, Al-Irshad. al-Tabari, Tarikh, Vol. 6, p. 256. al-Khawarizmi, Maqtal al-Husain, Vol. 2, p. 31.

[688] According to p. 256, Vol. 6, of al-Tabari's Tarikh and p. 185, Vol. 8, of Ibn Kathir's book Al-Bidaya, Hamid Ibn Muslim has said, “When ‘Ali al-Akbar was killed, I saw a woman coming out of the tent crying, ‘O nephew!' She went and fell on his corpse. Al-Husain (‘a) took her in his hand and brought her back to the tent. I asked about who she was, and I was told that she was Zainab [granddaughter of the Messenger of Allah, peace and blessings of Allah be upon him and his progeny].”

[689] According to p. 256, Vol. 6, of al-Tabari's Tarikh and p. 31, Vol. 2, of al-Khawarizmi's book Maqtal al-Husain, Zainab daughter of Fatima (‘a) came out screaming and fell on his corpse. Al-Husain (‘a) took her back to the tent. Should the head lady of those bereaved women, the lady who was trying her best to comfort them, come out in such a manner, can anyone expect that there were ladies who remained inside the tent?

[690] Excerpted from an extemporal poem composed and delivered by Ayatullah Shaikh Muhammad Husain al-Ishfahani, may Allah sanctify him.

[691] Excerpted from a poem by the authority Sayyid Mahdi al-Bahrani, may Allah have mercy on his soul.

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Hazrat Qasim [as]


Hadhrat Qasim was the youngest son of Imaam Hassan (A). Qasim was born in 47 AH, three years before his father was martyred. When Imam Hussain prepared to leave Madina in the month of Rajab 60 AH. Qasim's mother Umme-e-Farwa asked Imaam Hussain to take her and Qasim with him. Imam Hussain agreed. Hazrat Qasim, although only 13 years old, had, like his cousins Aun and Muhammad, learnt fencing from Hadhrat Abbas and Hadhrat Ali Akber. Hazrat Abbas was very fond of Hadhrat Qasim.

On the night before Ashura when Imam Hussain was passing by Umm-e-Farwa's tent he heard Qasim say to his mother, "Mother, tomorrow Uncle Abbas, Ali Akber and I will defend Imaam Hussain. Mother, if I get killed please do not weep for me." Umm-e-Farwa replied, "My son although I dearly love you, I shall not weep for you. Nothing will make me prouder than to see my son give his life for Islam". When Imaam Hussain heard this conversation he prayed to Allah to bless Hazrat Qasim and Umm-e-Farwa.


On Ashura day after Aun and Muhammad had fallen in the battlefield, Hadhrat Qasim came to Imam Hussain and begged for permission to go and fight. Twice Imaam Hussain refused saying "Qasim you are young and your mother's only son". Hazrat Qasim was very disappointed. He went to his mother. When she saw her son so disappointed she remembered that just before he died, Imaam Hassan had written a letter, given it to Umm-e-Farwa saying ,"If ever you find Qasim in difficulty, give him this letter." She gave Hazrat Qasim the letter. In the letter it was written, "My son Qasim, a day will come when my brother Hussain will be facing an enemy army of tens of thousands. That will be the day when Islam will need to be saved by sacrifice. You must represent me on that day."

Hadhrat Qasim read the letter. He smiled. He rushed to Imaam and gave him the letter. After reading the letter Imam Hussain said, "O my brother's son, how can I stop you from doing what your father wanted you to do. Bismillah, go. Allah be with you".

Imam Hussain tied Imaam Hassan's turban on the head of Hadhrat Qasim and helped him mount his horse. As Qasim was riding out, Imam Hussain said "Inna Lilla-hi Wa Inna Ilai-hi Raji'oon". Hadhrat Qasim said "O my uncle - Do not be upset. I do not fear death. Death for Islam will be sweeter for me than honey". Hadhrat Qasim came to the battle field. He was a very handsome boy. When the enemy saw him, they began to murmur, "How can we kill someone whose face is shining like moon?"

In a loud and a clear voice Hadhrat Qasim introduced himself and cried out a challenge for single combat. He killed several famous warriors who came forward.

Every time he felled an enemy Hadhrat Qasim would stand on his stirrups, look behind and wave to Hadhrat Abbas, just as a pupil would seek approval of his teacher on any assignment, Hadhrat Abbas would proudly wave back. When the enemy saw his bravery and realized that they could not possibly over power him in single combats, they came from behind and one of them hit Hadhrat Qasim on the head with a sword.

Hadhrat Qasim tried to go on fighting but alas he was so young and he was so very thirsty! He fell from his horse crying out, "YA AMMAHO, ACCEPT MY LAST SALAAMS." Imam Hussain and Hadhrat Abbas rode out. The soldiers tried to stop them, when finally they came to where Hadhrat Qasim had fallen they saw a dreadful sight!! Hadhrat Qasim's body had been trampled by the horses of the soldiers who had tried to stop Imam Hussain and Hadhrat Abbas. Hadhrat Abbas was so angry when he saw this that he began to shake with fury. He took out his sword and wanted to attack the enemy. Imam Hussain restrained him saying "Abbas, have patience, dear brother. Do not give them an excuse for saying that we attacked them first".

Was Qasim body carried to the camp to his mother? This is not very clear. It is reported, however, that Imam Hussain took off his abaa, spread it on to the ground, gathered the pieces from the ground as one gathers flowers from a garden!


Journey of Tears, by Marhum Mulla Bashir Rahim

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