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Leader of all Martyrs Husain Ibne Ali (A.S.): Birth, Family and Titles

Tuesday, August 26th, 2008

On the 3rd day of Sha’ban, the Prophet Muhammad (S.A.W.W.) came to his daughter Fatimah’s (S.A.) house. He was greeted with the news:

“O Prophet of Allah! Greetings and salutation, you have another grandson!”


Courtesy: Syed Awn Husain Rizvi

Asma, the maidservant of Hazrat Fatimah Zehra (S.A.), covered the child in a white cloth and brought him to the Prophet (S.A.W.W.). The Prophet (S.A.W.W.), picked the child up in his lap and recited the Azaan in his right ear and Aqamat in the left one.

On the seventh day of birth, Jibraeel (A.S.) came from Allah and delivered the message:

“Just as Haroon (A.S.) was the brother, sympathizer and helper in each and every difficulty of Moosa (A.S.), similarly Ali (A.S.) is your sympathizer, helper and brother in each and every matter of yours. Therefore, keep the name of this child upon the name of Haroon’s son ‘Shabbir’.”

Shabbir translated into Arabic becomes ‘Husain’.

Shabbar and Shabbir were the sons of Hazrat Haroon (A.S.), the prophet. Imam Hasan (A.S.) was named after Shabbar, whose name in arabic became Hasan. Both names were selected by Allah for the grandsons of the Prophet (S.A.W.W.).

On the 7th day of the birth, Hazrat Fatimah Zehra (S.A.) got a sheep slaughtered as the ‘Aqeeqa’ and distributed it’s meat among the needy and poor.

The Prophet (S.A.W.W.) quite often hugged Husain (A.S.) taking him into his lap and used to weep bitterly, saying:

“A very big tragedy will be met by my son Husain (A.S.). The brutal and bloody men of Bani Umayyah (L.A.) will slay my dear son. I will not intercede and mediate for them on the Day of Judgment.”

Family

Husain (A.S.) was born in the year 4 AH, a year after the birth of his brother, Hasan (A.S.). Like his brother and father, he opened his eyes in his grandfather Muhammad’s (S.A.W.W.) arms and sucked on his tongue. He was born to Ali (A.S.) and Fatimah (S.A.), two years after their marriage in 2 AH, the year of the battle of Badr.

One year after his birth, his sister Zainab was born in 5 AH. His second sister, Umm-e-Kulsoom, was born in 6 AH, two years after his birth.

Name, Titles and Kunniyat

The second son of Ali (A.S.) and Fatimah (S.A.) was named “Husain” by the Holy Prophet (S.A.W.W.) as per the wish of Allah. He is also known by the name “Shabbir”.

The most famous of his titles is Sayyed-ush-Shuhada meaning Leader of all Martyrs, which he got for his stupendous display of patience, endurance and servitude to Allah when he never complained about any suffering in the land of Karbala. Such was his belief in Allah, even when he saw his whole family being cut to pieces after three days of hunger and thirst, that Allah has called Imam Husain (A.S.) Nafs-e-Mutmainna (Content/Satisfied Soul) in the Quran.

“O (thou) soul in (complete) rest and satisfaction! Come back thou to thy Lord, well pleased (thyself), and well pleasing unto Him!”

The Holy Quran: Chapter 89, Verses 27 and 28

These verses point out the time of Asr on the Day of Ashurah, 61 AH, long after they had been revealed by the Prophet (S.A.W.W.), when Imam Husain (A.S.) put his sword, Zulfiqar, back into it’s sheath to prostrate and pray to Allah. During this prostration, he was slaughtered by Shimr, son of Zul-Jawshan. Due to this, he was given another title, Zibh-e-Azeem (Most Supreme of Sacrificed/Slaughtered Ones).

His third title is Sayyedi Shabab-e-Ahlil-Jannah, meaning Leaders of the Young Men of Paradise, which he shares with his brother Hasan (A.S.).

“Hasan and Husain are the chiefs of the youth of Paradise and Fatimah is the chief of their women.” – Holy Prophet Muhammad (S.A.W.W.)

Sources:

  • Sahih al-Tirmidhi, v5, p660, on the authority of Abu Sa’id and Hudhayfa
  • Sunan Ibn Majah, Introduction 8
  • Al-Tabarani, on the authorities of: Umar, Ali, Jabir, Abu Hurayrah, Usamah Ibn Zaid, al-Baraa, Ibn ‘Adi, and Ibn Masud.
  • Al-Kubra, by al-Nisa’i
  • Musnad Ahmad Ibn Hanbal, v1, pp 62,82, v3, pp 3,64, v5, p391
  • Fada’il al-Sahaba, by Ahmad Hanbal, v2, p771, Tradition #1360
  • Al-Mustadrak, by al-Hakim, v3, pp 166,167
  • Hilyatul Awliyaa, by Abu Nu’aym, v5, p71
  • Majma’ al-Zawa’id, by al-Haythami, v9, p187
  • Tuhfatul Ashraf, by Lumzi, v3, p31
  • Ibn Habban, as mentioned in al-Mawarid, pp 551,553
  • Al-Sawa’iq al-Muhriqah, by Ibn Hajar Haythami, Ch. 11, section 3, p290
  • Mishkat al-Masabih, by Khatib al-Tabrizi, English Version, Tdadition #6154

The titles of Imam Husain and the lofty qualities that he possessed are as follows:

  • Martyr (Shaheed)
  • Pure (Tayyab)
  • Grandson. According to a saying of the Holy Prophet (S.A.W.W.): “Husain is my grandson from among the grandsons.” (Source: Al-Mustadrak 2/537 h.6.)
  • The Rightly Guided One (Rashid)
  • Wafi (Loyal)
  • Blessed (Mubarak)
  • Follower of Allah’s Will (At-tabaye Lemarzi-al-lah)
  • Proof of the Presence of Allah (Ad-Daleel Ala Zaatullah)
  • Purified (Mutahhar)
  • Righteous (Birr)
  • The ‘One’ of Those Who Swallowed Their Anger (Ahadul Kazmain)

His kunniyat is Aba-Abdullah or the Father of the Devoted Worshipper of Allah. The Worshiper referred to here is Imam Ali Zain-ul-Abideen (A.S.), who was famous for his worship and commanded the titles Sayyed-us-Sajideen (Leader of all Prostrators) and Zain-ul-Abideen (Ornament of Worshipers).

Lady Zainab Binte Ali (S.A.) – A Very, Very Short Article

Monday, August 18th, 2008

The 1st of Sha’ban marks the date of birth of Lady Zainab (S.A.), elder daughter of Hazrat Ali (A.S.) and Lady Fatimah (S.A.), and eldest granddaughter of the Holy Prophet Muhammad (S.A.W.W.). She is the sister of Imam Hasan (A.S.) and Imam Husain (A.S.). Her younger sister is Lady Umm-e-Kulsoom (S.A.).


Courtesy: Syed Awn Husain Rizvi

Naming the Child

After Lady Zainab (S.A.) was born, her mother Lady Fatimah (S.A.) requested Imam Ali (A.S.) to name the child to which he replied:

“This child can be named only by your honorable father when he returns from his journey.”

On returning from his travel, the Holy Prophet (S.A.W.W.), as was his practice, descended directly at the house of Lady Fatimah (S.A.). Ali (A.S.) presented the child to the Prophet (S.A.W.W.) and entreated him to name the child. The Holy Prophet (S.A.W.W.) replied:

“O Ali! All of your children are my children. However, Allah, the Most High and the Almighty, will name this child. This is the object of His will.”

As if to answer this request, Jibraeel (A.S.) descended and declared:

“Allah, the Almighty, has named this child Zainab. This very name was written in the Lauh-e-Mehfooz.”

The name Zainab is derived from ‘Zain-ul-Ab‘ meaning the Adornment of her Father. In Urdu, it means:

باپ کی زینت

The Dream

Lady Zainab (S.A.) was only three years of age when she saw a dream and conveyed this to her maternal grandfather, the Holy Prophet (S.A.W.W.):

“O Messenger of Allah! Last night I dreamed of a severe hurricane blowing over the entire earth. I took shelter from the sandstorm under a gigantic tree but even that got uprooted and collapsed to the ground. I then took refuge under a fallen branch of that tree but that too did not last long. I sought shelter under a third branch of the same tree but it was crushed into pieces due to the severity of the wind. I continued to seek refuge under two entangled branches but the hurricane simply blew them away. And then I awoke with a start.”

The Holy Prophet (S.A.W.W.) heard the narration and wept uncontrollably. Then he answered:

“Zainab! The tree under which you were sheltered is your grandfather who will leave this world shortly. The other two branches were your parents who will also leave this transient world. And the two entangled branches are your brothers Hasan and Husain, under the trials and difficulties faced by whom, the world will be enveloped in darkness.”

(Source: Reyaahain al-Sharee’ah, vol. 2, pg. 5)

Zainab (A.S.) and Husain (A.S.)

From very early on she developed an unbreakable bond of attachment to her brother Imam Husain (A.S.). At times, when as a baby in her mother’s arms, she could not be pacified and made to stop crying, she would quieten down upon being held by her brother, and there she would sit quietly gazing at his face. Before she would pray she used to first cast a glance at the face of her beloved brother.

One day Fatimah (S.A.) mentioned the intensity of her daughter’s love for Imam Husain (A.S.) to the Prophet (S.A.W.W.).

He breathed a deep sigh and said with moistened eyes:

“My dear child. This child of mine, Zainab, will be confronted with a thousand and one calamities and face serious hardships in Karbala.”

Characteristics and Titles

Of her physical appearance little is known. When the tragedy of Karbala befell her in her mid-fifties she was forced to go out with her head uncovered. It was then that some people remarked that she appeared as a ’shining sun’ and a ‘piece of the moon’.

In her character she reflected the best attributes of those who raised her. In sobriety and serenity she was likened to Umm-ul-Momineen Khadijah (S.A.), her grandmother [wife of Prophet Muhammad (S.A.W.W.)]; in chastity and modesty to her mother Fatimah Zehra (S.A.); in eloquence to her father Ali (A.S.); in forbearance and patience to her brother Imam Hasan (A.S.); and in bravery and tranquility of the heart to Imam Husain (A.S.). Her face reflected her father’s awe and her grandfather’s reverence.

In Madinah it was Zainab’s (S.A.) practice to hold regular meetings for women in which she shared her knowledge and taught them the precepts of the religion of Islam as laid out in the Holy Quraan. Her gatherings were well-known and regularly attended. She was able to impart the teachings with such clarity and eloquence that she became known as Fasihah (Skillfully Fluent) and Balighah (Intensely Eloquent).

The depth and certainty of her knowledge earned her the name given to her by her nephew, Imam Ali Zain-ul-Abideen (A.S.), of ‘Aalima-e-Ghair-e-Mu’allimah‘, meaning ‘she who has knowledge without being taught‘.

Zainab (S.A.) was also titled Zahidah (Abstemious) and Aabidah (Devoted Worshiper) because of her abstemiousness and piety. She found little of interest in worldly adornments, always preferring the bliss and comfort of the Next World over that of this one. Humble and of high morals, her main concern was to strive to please Allah and in doing so she avoided anything which was the least bit doubtful.

Difficulties Faced

She was only five when she saw the funeral of her grandfather Prophet Muhammad (S.A.W.W.) in 10 AH. Her mother Fatimah was extremely aggrieved at the loss and would not stop crying.

The surrounding people used to complain to Hazrat Ali (A.S.) about her crying, so he built her a shade outside Madinah for this purpose. Zainab (S.A.) used to accompany her mother to that shade everyday.

Ten days after the Prophet’s (S.A.W.W.) Martyrdom, ’some men’ attacked the house of Fatimah (S.A.), and seriously injured her, then tied a rope around Hazrat Ali (A.S.) and dragged him out of the house. Less than three months later in 10 AH, Zainab (S.A.) had to bear the loss of her mother as well.

It is important to note that both Lady Fatimah (S.A.) and Lady Zainab (S.A.) lost their respective mothers at the age of only five years old. Lady Umm-e-Kulsoom (S.A.) was four years old at the time of her mother’s martyrdom.

In 40 AH, Zainab lost her father Hazrat Ali (A.S.) when he was struck on the head with a poisoned sword by Abdur Rehman (L.A.), son of Muljim (L.A.).

In 51 AH, Muawiya (L.A.) had her brother Hasan (A.S.) poisoned. Then when the body was being taken to be buried by the Prophet’s (S.A.W.W.) side, it was attacked with arrows by Marwan (L.A.) and the Bani Umayyah (L.A.). The funeral procession returned home, only to have the arrows removed by Imam Hasan’s (A.S.) eighteen bare-headed, aggrieved sisters. He was later buried in Jannat-ul-Baqee, by his mother’s side.

Imam Hasan’s (A.S.) coffin is the only one that has ever returned home after leaving for burial.

Then in 60 AH, Yazid (L.A.) demanded Imam Husain’s (A.S.) allegiance towards him. Imam Husain (A.S.) refused and the event of Karbala happened in Muharram, 61 AH. The whole family of Zainab (S.A.) was killed before her eyes, her sons aged 6-8 years Aun (A.S.) and Muhammad (A.S.) killed, her brother slaughtered while she watched from a nearby dune and pleaded with the killer to spare her brother.

کٹ رہا تھا حلقِِ شاہِ دیں ، چل رہا تھا خنجرِ لعیں

بی بی آپ دیکھتی رہیں ، لٹ گئے حرم جلے خیام

ہر درود اور ہر سلام ، خواہرِ حسین تیرے نام

The tents were burned, bodies of the martyred trampled with horses, along with little children trying to find safety, women and the surviving children captured and taken to Syria (on foot, without sufficient food and water). They were kept in prison for a year in the most terrible conditions before being released.

Lady Zainab (S.A.), the Founder of Azadari

After being released from prison, she asked her nephew, Ali Zain-ul-Abideen (A.S.), son of Husain (A.S.), to tell Yazid (L.A.) to empty a house and return their belongings, with the heads of the martyred.

She stayed in the house for seven days, mourning for the martyred along with the rest of the imprisoned women, and the women of Damascus. She was the first one to offer condolences to the fourth Imam on the martyrdom of his father.

She then travelled to Karbala and mourned at the grave of Husain (A.S.) and the Shuhada-e-Karbala (A.S.) [Martyrs of Karbala].

Happiness eluded her for the rest of her life. Sorrow and grief over the loss of the family of the Prophet (S.A.W.W.) ruled her till her martyrdom. She is buried in Damascus, Syria.


Inside view of Zainab’s shrine in Damascus, Syria

In short, she taught the world how to commemorate the martyrdom of Husain (A.S.) and his Family (A.S.). Her tale is that of hardships, patience and unquestioned acceptance of all that befell her without a single complain.

SAWJ’s Note: I have copied this article in pieces from different sources, and written some of it myself. I don’t have the power to write anymore but I’ll try to keep adding to this post. Today is Eid and I feel like it’s Muharram already after writing this.

Wear a Black Armband as a symbol of your disagreement

Monday, August 18th, 2008

Wear a Black Armband as a symbol of your disagreement.

Musharraf’s resignation took with it the last ray of hope. The NRO was not revoked and the country is in the hands of thieves and looters. There is an impression that the whole Nation is united in this decision and is celebrating, whereas many of us who see this as a dark step in the plan to destabilize Pakistan are depressed and disappointed. The media has as usual picked a biased side, and continues to celebrate in the hype that it has itself created. President Musharraf did have supporters, and there are many who did not want him to resign, but amidst the shouts of these politically charged conspirators, our voices are unheard.

Show your stance against the resignation by the President, by wearing a black armband. The most peaceful, quiet and non-provoking way to show your disagreement. We have seen the lawyers do it, the NGO’s and their human rights, the politicians and their selfish agendas. Why not use this way for once solely for the sake of Pakistan

Wear the armband as:

  • A symbol of our feelings, our disappointment over the president’s departure.
  • A protest against the government and its conspiracy that has now unfolded. We stand united for Pakistan and its sovereignty.
  • A reminder to the government, that now that Musharraf is no longer there to be used as an excuse for the government’s follies, we are awaiting action. There are issues waiting to be addressed, and if Musharraf was the only hindrance, we want them to be tackled. The government is in the Nation’s courtroom, and it is answerable to us…we are the ones passing the judgment.

It is not an antagonistic protest; it is merely a form of expression, to show that we disagree, to show that we want CHANGE, to show that this nation s not blind {or indifferent}. Musharraf’s problems may have ended, but this government’s have just begun. United, we stand.

By Laila Sohail

Thank you Musharraf!

Monday, August 18th, 2008

I’m disappointed. I’m baffled. I’m worried. I’m depressed. I can’t think clearly.

I don’t understand what’s going to happen to this country now. Musharraf just resigned.

I don’t care what the anti-Musharraf say. I don’t care what the media says. I don’t care that the PTV anchorman started bashing Musharraf just as soon as he heard Musharraf was resigning as his daddy. I don’t care that that b*st**d Shahid Masood is behind it.

All I want to say is “Thank you Musharraf!”

You did much for this country. I still believe you are honest and patriotic. But the most important accomplishment of yours was that you instilled into the hearts of all Pakistanis “Pakistan First!”

Even the anti-Mush are repeating your line!

The TV Channels are showing videos of political workers on the streets, distributing sweet meat (mithaiyan) among themselves, and terming them as “awaam”, trying to prove that your resignation is the best thing but I’m going to wait and see.

I’m going to wait and see how much the people can take of this nonsense. You ended the new government’s dilemma of your impeachment. Within three days, the judges must be restored.

Let’s see what new “reason” these people come up with to fool the common man.

For six years, you bore the brunt of these people’s swords. Now you are going!

Wonder who they’ll pick on now.

Pakistan Zindabad! And again, Thank you Musharraf!

“When this world favors somebody, it lends him the attributes, and surpassing merits of others and when it turns its face away from him it snatches away even his own excellences and fame.”

Hazrat Ali (A.S.)

HAS PAKISTAN COME?

Thursday, August 14th, 2008

Col. Jafri witnessed this story. Tell our children that we didn’t get Pakistan cheap.

By COL. RIAZ JAFRI (RETD.)

Thursday, 14 August 2008.

RAWALPINDI, Pakistan — I don’t think I will ever forget what I witnessed as a young man of 17 on an early night of late August 1947 at Bahawal Nagar railway station in the then Bahawalpur state.

I do not remember the exact date but it certainly fell in the later part of the month – around 27th or so. The subcontinent received its independence from Britain and Pakistan and Bharat emerged as independent states, resulting in the largest exodus of refugees in the history of the mankind. Over fifteen million people were displaced on both sides of the border.

Thousands of families had been torn apart from their dear and near ones in the wake of the bloodiest communal riots that had not seen its parallel before. To the horror of all, religious frenzy turned the erstwhile good neighbors mad and hostile towards each other for no other apparent reason. Though there were a few instances of human compassion between the neighbors on both sides – some even at the risk of their lives – but these were far and few in between. Mostly, while the men folk were mowed down the women were taken alive. Many a wife, daughter, sister or a young mother had been left behind by the fleeing refugees who out of sheer desperation, honor and shame preferred them to be believed dead than alive and kidnapped.

East Punjab Muslims had been the worst hit victims of the communal carnage. They were not only mowed and mauled, cut to pieces by the kirpans and daggers, lances and axes, tokas and gandasas but the beast in the man had ebbed to such abysmal low that the innocent infants were tossed up in the air and their small falling bodies with fluttering arms and legs were plucked and pricked by the sharp shiny lances underneath. Many a young flowering toddler was fried in the boiling oil of the most heinous cauldron of madness in front of the eyes of their helpless mothers and parents. It was also not an uncommon practice to cut open the womb of the pregnant mother to put the unborn to the sword with a most pagan like ritual of shouting and dancing to have eliminated yet another Muslim in the making. Severing of the breasts of the women so that they would not nurse their lactating babies and shearing of the genitals, with at times Kirpans left inside them, rendering them unable to procreate further was considered a methodology of finishing a race. It is not that I recount such atrocities with a view to fanning and fuelling the hatred but to apprise the younger generation of today of the extreme sacrifices made by their elders and the creators of Pakistan.

Bahawal Nagar was the nearest sizeable town with a district headquarters after Mcleod Ganj Road – a small border town with India. DelhiBhatindaBahawal NagarMultan was the shortest route to Lahore and Karachi for the trains to carry the ill-fated refugees and the beleaguered staff escorting and entrusted with the official records of the newly born state from India (Delhi) to Pakistan (Karachi). Bahawal Nagar, as such, was the first place where they could find some solace and succor in their arduous journey to freedom.

I had just passed my matriculation examination from Bahawal Inter College, Bahawal Nagar and in the hindsight I can only pay a rich tribute to the otherwise oft-condemned British Raj, for not only holding the exams in time but also announcing the results on the dot when everything in the subcontinent was in the biggest turmoil that one could imagine. Quite a few of us students had formed impromptu social work groups, with make shift equipment and apparatuses to render whatever help we could to the refugees and immigrants and whenever a train was to arrive we used to gather at the railway station.

On the fateful evening, word went round that a train was arriving around 9 p.m. What we didn’t know was that it had been attacked near Fazilka (India) by the miscreants and most of the refugees on it were in a very bad shape. Blood was all over the compartments, many lay dead, most unconscious breathing heavily and a few were half conscious. We were frantically trying to save as many lives as possible. All we could do was to carry the unconscious and the semi conscious on our makeshift stretchers to the waiting tongas and a very few vehicles (no ambulances) to be transported to the district hospital.

It was here that when we were carrying an old man – badly battered bruised and injured and barely conscious, that he opened his half closed hazy eyes and asked me in a barely audible low voice but with an expectant look, “Putr, Pakistanaa gia hai?” (Son, has Pakistan come?)

I replied enthusiastically, “Yes Baba, yes. You are in Pakistan and everything will be alright now.” Hearing it his head slid to the side and the Baba had gone. To me it appeared as if he was just waiting and trying to keep himself alive to reach Pakistan – reach Pakistan to take a breath or two of the free air of the free state of Pakistan. And having fulfilled his desire he contentedly left for his heavenly abode.

It was some 61 years ago, but Baba’s last words still haunt me. Yes Baba, Pakistan has come. Yes Baba, we lost half of it too in 1971. Yes Baba, we are hollowing the foundations of the remaining Pakistan too by looting and plundering it every day. We are doing all that what our Quaid asked us not to. We have thrown to the winds his Unity, Faith and Discipline. Yes Baba, Pakistan had come. Pray Baba, it doesn’t go!

Col. Riaz Jafri (Retd) is based in Rawalpindi. His commentary appears frequently in several national Pakistani dailies. He can be reached at jafri@rifiela.com

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