Hoping to be human someday!

Mo’jza-e-Husain (A.S.)

Wednesday, December 30th, 2009

On the 10th of Muharram, 1431 AH, 2009, more than 40 of my Azadar brothers lost their lives to a suicide bombing in the Ashurah procession to commemorate the martyrdom of Imam Husain (A.S.) and His companions (A.S.).

Here is a first hand account of my friend’s relative who was at the blast site:

I was standing on the foot path, across the road where the blast happened. When it did, I was knocked down and for five minutes I lost all my senses and lay there. When I got up, all was dark.

Now watch the footage below.

Can you see any of the Alam-bearers fall, right ahead of the blast site? None fell, no Ziarat was martyred. When people were knocked off their feet by the blast wave, why didn’t the Alam-bearers, holding Alams well above 15 feet in length, fall?

And the procession continued on with it’s journey with a stronger will.

This is what happens when you mess with Azadars. Our resolve to mourn the Martyrs of Karbala (A.S.) strengthens, even if it means certain death!

Chahay jitna bhi zulm ho jaaye, Maatam-e-Husain (A.S.) nahin rukay ga!

Kar lo jo karna hai…

Most Powerful Being

Thursday, December 24th, 2009

Who is the most powerful being of all?

The Blood Of Martyrs

Monday, November 16th, 2009

“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, 2009

Pitched 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, 2009

His 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…