Ali Asghar(a.s)

Ali Asghar(a.s)

Baby of Imam Al-Husain, martyred in Karbala.

Useful information: On the day of Ashura in Karbala, by the afternoon 70 brave persons had sacrificed their lives in to save Islam. All had fought under nerve racking conditions, severe thirst, dehydration, exhaustion, and agonizing feeling of what would happen to the family of the Prophet (pbuh) afterwards. Husain endured all that and more, for he saw all his beloved ones brutally cut to pieces, including children. Remaining the only one, Imam Husain was to face the enemy head on. Precisely at that moment Imam Husain heard his baby crying incessantly, agonizing because of the thirst. Imam Husain's love for his family was unbound, especially for a suffering baby. He held the six months old baby, his youngest son (Ali Asghar) in his arms, and appealed to the enemy fighters for some water for the baby. Imam wanted to awaken their conscience and stir their human feelings but the stone-hearted enemy, instead of giving water, zoomed an arrow toward the agonizing baby and killed him instantly. Imam Husain was shocked. He felt an unbearable wave of pain. The sight of the limp baby in his arms was agonizingly painful. He filled his palm with the blood of the baby, and threw it upwards toward the sky, complaining to Allah (swt),

"O' Allah, O' my Lord! My consolation is the fact that Thou in Thine Majesty are witnessing what I am going through."

ALAMDAR ABBAS (a.s)

ABBAS YOU WOULD BE REMEMBERED BY THE FAITHFULS OF THIS WORLD FOREVER........ FOR GETTING WATER...YOU GAVE AWAY YOUR BLOOD AS IF IT WAS WATER...... FAR FROM THE TENT A BROTHER STOOD AND SAW THE FAITHFULNESS OF HIS BROTHER...ABBAS. YOUR SWORD DID NOT CAME OUT AS ALLAH FIXED YOUR SACRIFICE AND NOT VICTORY OVER YOUR ENEMIES ON THE 10 TH OF MOHARREM 61 HIJRI..... BUT YOU BECAME VICTORIOUS FOREVER IN THIS WORLD AND IN THE NEXT WORLD BY PURCHASING SHADAAT FROM ALLAH.... AFTER 1400 YEARS HAVE PASSED AWAY..STILL YOU LIVE IN THE HEARTS OF THE PEOPLE..FOREVER..STILL IN KARBALA WHEN PEOPLE WANTS TO PROMISE SOMEONE SOMETHING THEY COME TO YOUR SHRINE AND PLEAD ON YOUR NAME AND THAN NO ONE DARE TO DENY THAT...... THAT IS THE POWER AND STRENTH OF ABBAS ALAMDAR A.S.AFTER 1400 YEARS PASSED BY..... LIFTED ZULFIQAAR ----THE SWORD OF ALLAH GIFTED BY ALLAH TO IMAAM ALI A.S.AT AN YOUNG AGE OF 6..... WENT TO BATTLE-FIELD AT YOUNG AGE OF 11 IN THE BATTLE OF SIFFIN WITH HIS FATHER IMAAM ALI A.S...... THE PERSONALITY OF ABBAS ALAMDAR A.S.WAS SO VAST THAT WHEN HE SAT ON HORSE HIS LEGS WOULD TOUCH THE GROUND..... WHEN AT AGE OF 11 YEARS...IN BATTLE-FIELD WHEN IMAAM ALI A.S.GAVE HIS DRESS TO WEAR...WHEN HE MOVED HIS SWORD FROM RIGHT TO LEFT THE DRESS JUST TORN APART FROM THE BACK....THIS WAS THE PHYSIQUE OF MY MOULA ABBAS ALAMDAAR.A.S....... 1000 SAJDAA TO YOU MY MOULA ON THIS AUSPICIOUS DAYS OF MOHARRAM.....



Salutations be unto thee, O son of Commander of the Faithful;
Salutations be unto thee, O virtuous servant, obedient to God and His Messenger;
I bear witness that thou didst truly fight the Holy War,
And thou didst help the cause of Faith;
And thou didst patiently endure
Until the certainty (of death) came upon thee.
May God deprive those who wronged thee of His Mercy.
Whether they may have been of the first or the last (i.e., all of them);
And may He consign them to the nethermost regions of Hell;
Salutations and the Mercy and Blessings of God be upon thee, (O beloved Moon of the Hashimites).

"As Salaamo ala ya Abul Fazl Abbas ibne Aliyin Amiril Momeneen wa Rahmatullahey wa Barakaatuh."

"Peace be upon thee O Abul Fazl Abbas, son of Hazrat Ali, Commander of the Faithful, and the Mercy of Allah and His Bounties."

Na Zarurat Thi Talwaar Ki Na Aur Kisi Hathiyar Ki
Sirf Ek Dua Thi Karbala Main Alamdaar Ki
Fakat Mil Jaye Ijazat Aqa Hussain Sai
To Yaad DilaDunga Jung Haider-e-Karrar Ki

AUN O MUHAMMAD -- sons of lionhearted daughter of IMAM ALI (a.s)

 Aun o Mohammad --- Sons of Lionhearted daughter of Imam Ali (A.S).

Aun (a.s.) and Muhammad (a.s.) were the sons of Hazrat Zainab (s.a.). They had not
accompanied Bibi Zainab (s.a.) when she left Madina with Imam Hussain (a.s.). Just
before Imam Hussain (a.s.) started his journey from Mecca, Hazrat Abdullah
ibn-e-Jaffer (a.s.) brought his two sons to Mecca and handing them over to Imam
Hussain (a.s.) said, "Ya Imam, since you have decided to go and will not allow me to
come with you, please take my two sons with you. Aun (a.s.) will represent his
maternal grandfather Hazrat Ali (a.s.) and Mohammad (a.s.) will represent his
paternal grandfather Hazrat Jaffer-e-Tayyaar (a.s.)". He then went to Bibi Zainab
(s.a.) and said, "I have brought to you our two sons to go with you. In the time of
difficulty on our Maula Hussain, give one son as sadqa from your side and the other
one as sadqa from my side".

Aun (a.s.) and Muhammad (a.s.) were quite young. It is reported that Aun (a.s.) was
about thirteen and Muhammad (a.s.) was a year or two younger. They had learnt the art
of fencing from their uncle, Hazrat Abbas (a.s.).

On the night before Ashura Bibi Zainab (s.a.) said to them, "My sons, tomorrow there
will be a battle. I can not ask you to fight because you are young. But if anything
happens to Imam Hussain (a.s.), while you are still alive, I will be filled with
shame." Both the boys stood up and said "Mother, we have the blood of Ali (a.s.) and
Jaffer (a.s.) in our veins.

Our grand fathers were warriors whose fame will always be remembered. Do you think we
can possibly shame them? More over we are the pupils of Uncle Abbas (a.s.). Mother,
unless you forbid us and stop us from fighting, we shall go to the battlefield and
show the enemies of Islam how bravely the children of Islam can fight. All we want
from you is a promise that you will never weep for us. Or souls will never rest in
peace if you grieve for us after we are gone".

Tears of joy and pride flowed down Bibi Zainab's (s.a.) eyes as she embraced her two
boys. In the morning during the general attacks from the enemy, Aun (a.s.) and
Muhammad (a.s.) fought side by side with Ali Akber (a.s.), Qasim (a.s.) and Hazrat
Abbas (a.s.). Every time either of them succeeded in felling an enemy, he would look
proudly at Hazrat Abbas (a.s.) who would smile and nod his approval. Imam Hussain
(a.s.) would not, however, give the two boys permission to go for single combat.
They were very disappointed.

They came to their mother for help. Bibi Zainab (s.a.) sent someone to request Imam
Hussain (a.s.) to come to her tent., When the Imam (a.s.) came Bibi Zainab (s.a.)
said, "Hussain, at the battle of Siffeen Abbas was only nine years old. When he saw
someone trying to attack you, he rushed into the battle field and killed the man. Do
you remember how proud our father Ali was? Today I too want to be proud of my sons.
I want to see them go out there and defend Islam. Will you not allow me that
privilege?"

Imam Hussain (a.s.) stood there in silence. He looked at his sister. He saw the
disappointment on her face. He saw tears forming around her eyes. He put his arms
around the two boys and led them to their horses. He kissed them and then helped them
mount. "Go," said Imam (a.s.), "Go, and show the world how those as young as you can
fight the injustice and oppression of Yazid!" Then he turned round and lifted the
curtain of the tent. The boys raised their hands and said "Fi Amaani-llah, mother!"
Bibi Zainab (s.a.) replied, "Bismillah my sons. Allah be with you!"

The two boys rode out into the battlefield. They fought bravely. At one point Umar
ibn-e-Sa'ad asked, "Who are these two youngsters? They fight like I have seen Ali
ibne Abu Taalib fight." When he was told who they were he ordered his soldiers to
give up single combats and surround and kill the boys. Aun (a.s.) and Muhammad (a.s.)
were attacked from all sides. Soon they were over-powered and brutally killed. Imam
Hussain (a.s.) and Hazrat Abbas (a.s.) carried the two young bodies to a tent and
laid them on the floor.

Imam (a.s.) walked to Bibi Zainab's (s.a.) tent. He found her in sijdah praying,
"Ya Allah, I thank you for accepting my sacrifice. My heart is filled with pride
because my two sons have given their lives for your religion."

ITS MUHARRAM AND EVERWHERE IT'S BLACK

Ashura differs from one city to city, but a silken thread that binds each city is Imam Hussein, every city has its cultural ethnicity woven into the Azadari (rituals) of Hussein, but the cry of Ya Hussein remains the same.

The tears that drop like raindrops from eyes of the Shia's are universally the same, a precious drop that will ask for salvation on the Day of Judgment.Once again month of Muharram has arrived and Shias Muslims around the world will be dress in black.

The mosques will be jam-packed and decorated in black wall coverings with flags (A'lam) and replica shrines (Taziyas). Majalises (Assemblies) will be held every night during the first twelve days with poetic recitations such as marsiya, noha, latmiya and speeches pertaining to the martyrdom of Hussein-Ibne Ali, the grandson of the Prophet Muhammad. Muharum is a time to remember and mourn the sacrifices that Imam Husain, his kith and kin underwent to defend Islam.

Muharrum an important period of mourning in the Shite branch of Islam..This event starts at the 1st day of Muharram and continues for 10 days until 10th of Muharram, which is, know as Yawm-e-Ashura.

Imam's Hussein last words to his sister Zainab(s.a) were "Convey my Salutations( salaams) to all Muslims and put your trust in Allah and know that human being is born to die, and nothing will remain, everything shall pass away except the presence of His Almighty Allah." Imam then rode his horse into the face of Yazid's army to give his last sermon.

Hussain is the king, indeed he is the king of kings
Hussain is Deen and also the protector of Deen
He gave his head but not his hand of allegiance in the hand of Yazid
Indeed he was the founder (Like his grandfather) of the concept of One God.

Every day is Ashura and every land is Kerbala

O Allah! Hasten the reappearance of our master Imam-e-Zamaana (a.t.f.s.) and enlist us among his helpers and soldiers! Aameen

Remember us in your Duas & pray for all our Marhumins