Shab-e-Aashura (HAZRAT ALI ASGHAR(as))
Bismillahir
Rahmanir Raheem
Tonight is the 10th night of Moharram.
Tonight is
the eve of Ashura. A very tragic night. A very sad night. The last night
for the 72 martyrs of Karbala.
The last
night for brothers to be with their sisters. The last night for sisters
to be with their brothers. The last night for fathers to be with their
children. The last night for mothers to be with their children. The last
night for little Sakina to be with her beloved uncle Abbas(as) and
dearest father Hussain(a.s).
Indeed, a
night never to be forgotten.
A night to
shed more tears. A night to do more matam.
THE NIGHT
OF ASHURA
ON THE LAND OF KARBALA
Mothers
are sitting with their children. Umme Laila(sa) is with Ali Akber(as),
Umme Farwah(sa) is with Qasim(as), Bibi Zainab (sa)is with Auno-
Mohammed.
What are
these mothers of Karbala telling their beloved children?
They are
preparing them for Jehad. They are preparing them to sacrifice their
lives. Preparing them to die!
Why?
Because they know Hussain(a.s) is on the right path. The right path to
save Islam!
Let us
send our salaams to those mothers of Karbala for sacrificing their most
precious for Islam.
Abbas (as)the
Alamdar! Like every night, Abbas (as)was guarding the camp.
Where was
Hussain(a.s)?
Hussain(a.s) had gathered all his friends and companions in his tent.
"My
friends, my companions, tonight is the last night. Tomorrow is the day
of Ashura. Tomorrow is the day of Shahadat - martyrdom! None of us will
be spared by Yazid's soldiers."
Imam
Hussain(a.s) continued:
"My
friends, my companions, you have suffered enough. There is still time to
save your lives. Escape in the darkness of the night. I will have no
objections. I will forgive you. Go, my friends! Go, my companions!"
Imam
Hussain(a.s) blew the candles off. There was total darkness.
Anyone
could have escaped without being seen or embarrassed.
After a
while, Hussain(a.s) lit the candles.
How many
ran away? One? Two? Five? Ten?
No one!
Why did they not run away to save their lives?
Because,
my fellow Hussain(a.s)i, they had recognised the truth.
Because
they knew Hussain(a.s) was right.
Because
they knew Hussain(a.s) was on the true path.
Because
they knew their sacrifice would save Islam.
Hussain(a.s) was lucky to be blessed with true friends and best
companions, - faithful, truthful and pious!
Our
greetings to those 72 martyrs of Karbala for their great sacrifice for
Islam.
Imam
Hussain(a.s) made the biggest sacrifice.
In one
day, he sacrificed his brothers, nephews and children on the land of
Karbala.
He
remained patient after seeing so many dead in one day.
Did
Hussain(a.s) complain?
NO, NEVER!
On the
contrary, after sacrificing his 18 year old son Ali Akber (as)he looked
up at the sky and said:
"YA ALLAH,
GIVE ME MORE PATIENCE. YA ALLAH, IS THERE ANYTHING ELSE I CAN GIVE FOR
YOUR SAKE?"
Allah's
will was Hussain(a.s)'s command. Hussain(a.s) was prepared and willing
to sacrifice his family. He never prayed to Allah to save his family.
Instead he
prayed for PATIENCE! PATIENCE! AND MORE PATIENCE!
ALLAH!
WHAT A BIG HEART Hussain(a.s) HAD IN Karbala!
Auno -
Mohammed had been killed. Qasim(as) was trodden to pieces. Abbas (as)was
lying on the bank of River Furaat. Ali Akber's(as) chest was torn open
with a spear.
Is there
any more to sacrifice?
Tonight is
the night of Ali Asghar(as). The little MUJAHID - the little soldier and
the youngest SHAHEED.
Ashura
came to the land of Karbala.
One-by-one, Hussain(a.s)'s friends and companions were martyred.
Auno -
Mohammed, Qasim, Abbas and Ali Akber went to the battlefield and were
martyred.
By Asr
time Hussain(a.s) was left alone.
The time
had come for Hussain(a.s) to go to the battlefield. Hussain(a.s) said
KHUDA HAFIZ to everyone.
Hussain(a.s), with his sword ZULFIQAR on his waist, mounted ZULJANA, his
horse.
Hussain(a.s) rode his horse to a small mount, he then called out loudly:
"IS THERE
ANYONE TO HELP ME? IS THERE ANYONE TO HELP THE GRANDSON OF THE HOLY
PROPHET?"
With this
call, the grandson of the Holy Prophet, was giving one last chance to
Yazid's men, the men who called themselves Muslims - the followers of
the Holy Prophet(s.a.w.w).
Hypocrites! That's what Yazid's men were.
No one
answered Hussain(a.s)'s last call. But Hussain(a.s) heard the sound of
crying coming from his camp.
Hussain(a.s) turned around and returned to his tents.
"Zainab(sa),
your brother is still alive. Why are you crying?"
"My
brother Hussain(a.s), when you called out, "IS THERE ANYONE TO HELP ME",
Ali Asghar (as)fell from his cradle."
Hussain(a.s) knew what Ali Asghar (as)was trying to say.
Hussain(a.s) went to Umme Rubab. Ali Asghar(as) was on her lap.
He was
crying and Umme Rubab was trying to comfort him.
Hussain(a.s) picked up baby Ali Asghar (as)and whispered in his ear. Ali
Asghar(as) stopped crying. He looked up at his father and smiled.
"Umme
Rubab, I am taking Ali Asghar (as)to the battlefield with me so that I
can get some water for him."
What did
Hussain(a.s) whisper in Ali Asghar's ear? What made Ali Asghar(as) stop
crying, and to smile? Hussain(a.s) had whispered:
"My son,
Ali Asghar(as), do you want to come to the battlefield with me? Asghar,
do you want to show your strength on the battlefield? Come, let us go,
my little Mujahid, my little soldier, Asghar(as)."
Umme Rubab
changed Ali Asghar's clothes.
Imam
Hussain(a.s) carried Ali Asghar (as)to the battlefield. It was very hot.
Ali Asghar(as) was thirsty. Hussain(a.s) covered baby Ali Asghar(as)
with his abaa, to protect him from the scorching sun.
Yazid's
men saw Hussain(a.s) approaching with something in his hand.
"Look,
Hussain(a.s) is coming with the Quran. He has no one left to help him.
With the help of the Quran he is hoping to win."
Hussain(a.s) walked to Yazid's soldiers. By moving his abaa he uncovered
Ali Asghar(as).
He held
Ali Asghar(as) high with both his hands and said:
"O
soldiers of Yazid, you feel I have offended you, but what has this
little child done to you? His mother's milk has dried up. He has not had
a drop of water for three days. He is dying of thirst. I beg you to give
water to this innocent little child."
Not one of
Yazid's soldiers brought any water for Ali Asghar(as).
Once more
Imam Hussain(a.s) said:
Maybe you
think that when you bring water for this child, I will drink it too. I
will put this little child on the ground. You can come and give him
water yourself."
Hussain(a.s) placed Ali Asghar (as)on the burning sand of Karbala.
Ali Asghar
(as)lay quietly on the hot sand of Karbala. His turned his head and
stared at Yazid's men.
No water
came for Ali Asghar(as).
Hussain(a.s) picked up Ali Asghar(as) and said:
"My son
Ali Asghar, my darling, you are too young to fight with a sword or a
spear. My little Mujaheed, my little soldier, you are a grandson of
Ali(as). Ali Asghar(as), fight your Jehad with your tongue."
Little
Asghar (as)stuck his dry tongue out and moved it over his dry lips
looking towards Yazid's men. He fought Jehad with his tongue.
The little
soldier shot a strange arrow - his dry tongue.
It hit the
hearts of Yazid's soldiers who had children of their own. They became
restless. Some started crying.
They spoke
amongst themselves:
"Hussain(a.s)
is saying the truth. What has this child done to us? Why is he punished
like this? Let us give him some water."
Umar Saad
got worried that his soldiers will turn against him.
The little
soldier's fight was very effective. Little Ali Asghar(as) was fighting
Jehad his way.
Umar Saad
ordered his best archer:
"Hurmullah!
What are you waiting for? Silence the little child! Don't you know he is
a grandson of Ali(as)? Hurry, shoot your arrow, before it is too late."
Hurmullah
aimed an arrow at Ali Asghar(as). A small arrow for a little child? No!
An arrow not with one head, not with two heads, but with three sharp
heads.
Why? Why
an arrow with three heads for such a small child?
My fellow
Hussain(a.s)i! You will not be able to stop crying when you hear what
happened next.
An arrow
with three sharp heads flew across the desert of Karbala. It was heading
for Ali Asghar(as). Hussain(a.s) saw the arrow coming. He covered Ali
Asghar (as)with his arms.
The arrow
reached Hussain(a.s).
The arrow
went through Hussain(a.s)'s arm and lodged in the tiny neck of Ali
Asghar(as).
Ali
Asghar(as) died instantly.
Allaho
Akber! Allaho Akber!
Poor
Hussain(a.s), the poor father, who came to get water for his little
child.
Instead of
water, Ali Asghar(as) got an arrow in his neck.
What shall
Hussain(a.s) do now? What shall Hussain(a.s) do now?
Hussain(a.s) gently pulled the arrow from Ali Asghar's (as)tiny neck.
My fellow
Hussain(a.s)i, put your hand on your heart and imagine the scene - a
father removing an arrow from his child's neck. What a tragic scene!
Blood
gushed out from Ali Asghar's neck.
A voice
came from the ground:
"No,
Hussain(a.s), do not let Ali Asghar's blood fall to the ground,
otherwise no crops will ever grow from this earth." Hussain(a.s) looked
up at the sky.
A voice
came from the sky:
"No
Hussain(a.s), do not let the blood gush towards the sky, otherwise, no
drop of rain will ever fall from this sky."
What shall
Hussain(a.s) do now? What shall Hussain(a.s) do now?
The sky is
refusing, the earth is not happy to accept Asghar's blood.
Poor
Hussain(a.s) wiped Ali Asghar's blood on his face.
Hussain(a.s) started walking towards his tents.
He saw Ali
Asghar's mother - Umme Rubab - standing by his tent. A mother anxiously
waiting for her baby.
Hussain(a.s) thought:
"How can I
face Umme Rubab? What shall I tell her? How can I tell her that her baby
has been martyred without water? How? How?"
SEVEN
TIMES, Hussain(a.s) went forward and then turned back,
Saying:
"INNA
LILLAHE WA INNA ELAIHE RAJEOON."
He finally
reached the tent where Umme Rubab was standing. "Rubab, come and take
your Ali Asghar(as). Rubab, your little soldier has died for the sake of
Allah."
Umme Rubab
took her little child, Ali Asghar(as). She hugged him and cried her
heart out.
"Come with
me Rubab. Enough, Rubab, enough. Let us bury our baby Asghar(as)"
Hussain(a.s) and Umme Rubab walked to the back of the tents.
Hussain(a.s) dug a small grave with his sword, the Zulfiqar.
Umme Rubab
placed Ali Asghar (as)in the small grave.
My fellow
Hussain(a.s)i why should we not cry tonight? Why should we not do matam
tonight?
Have we
ever heard of any other father and mother digging a grave and burying
their own child?
Where can
Hussain(a.s) get water to sprinkle on Ali Asghar's grave? There is no
water to sprinkle on Ali Asghar's(as) grave.
Hussain(a.s) sat by the grave crying.
Tears
poured on the grave. Ali Asghar's grave was sprinkled with
Hussain(a.s)'s tears.
INNA
LILLAHE WA INNA ELAIHI RAJEOON!
WE ARE FROM
GOD AND TO GOD WE RETURN!
SYEDA ZAINAB ABBAS. |