“A sleeping person can awaken by a single drop of water but if a nation goes to sleep then to wake it up, the blood drops of martyrs are needed!”
Ali (A.S.)
Husain And The Faithful
Wednesday, November 11th, 2009Pitched upon the scorching desert,
The tent of Husain lay,
Encompassed round with Satan’s hounds…
Upon that black sad day.
They numbered less that eighty strong,
Women and children too,
While Yazid’s thousands stood around,
Awaiting the Fiend’s lure.
Oh! How valiantly fought that pitiful few,
Against Yazid’s wild murderers,
Fought with a courage unequaled in time,
Fought with fierceness that was surely Divine.
The earth quaked and trembled as noon drew near,
But still the survivors knew no fear,
But fever grew that pitiful band,
For Islam, God & Husain they stand.
At last, all were dead, the Devil had won,
Blood-red sank down the merciless sun,
Trampled and torn lay the gallant Husain,
For Islam, and God, the Faithful were slain.
H. G. Wells
Nob Shall Not Sleep Alone Tonight…
Monday, November 9th, 2009His brother sleeps beside him now.
R.I.P – Hob & Nob (Sept 2009 – Nov 2009)
After a day of mourning his brother, Hob’s gone too.
He was in good health during the day but extremely sad. I went to the KIET admission test, came back and Hob was waiting for me on the stairs.
Dead.
Sorry kiddos, I turned out to be a pretty fucked-up daddy. Forgive me if you can…
Hob Shall Sleep Alone Tonight…
Monday, November 9th, 2009
R.I.P – Nob (Sept 2009 – Nov 2009)
Hob is not big enough to know his brother’s gone but he definitely understands something is very wrong. He had been quiet for the past few days when Nob was ill, and now he keeps yelling out for him when he’s no more.
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