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Part 18 - Hussain is killed on the Plains of Kerbala


One from amongst the crowd said to him, "You are not going to drink water until
you enter hell fire, whereupon you can drink from its boiling water". Imam Hussain
replied, "I do not enter hell fire, but enter unto my grandfather, the Apostle of God
and stay with him in his own house (in the seat of honour with a most powerful King) and
complain to him of that which you have done to me and your transgression against me".
All were very furious at his remarks as if Allah did not instil a grain of mercy in their
hearts.

When his condition deteriorated, he raised his eyes towards the sky in supplication and
said, "0 Lord! You are mighty in Prowess, the Supreme, the Possessor of every
greatness and glory, not in need of the creation, having mastery over everything; Your
mercy is high, Truthful in your promise, Giver of bounty and favour; You are close to
those who invoke You; encompassing all Your creation; You accept repentance from those who
repent, capable of exacting Your will, Having full knowledge of what You are after,
Thankful when thanked, remembering when remembered. I invoke You as I am in dire need, ask
You as I am poor! I seek refuge in You for I am fearful, weep for I am grieved; I rely on
Your succour for I am weak; I put my trust in You alone. 0 Lord! You are the Arbiter
between our folk and ourselves for they trespassed against us, let us down, betrayed us,
and killed us not with-standing our kinship to Your Prophet whom You chose for delivering
the Message and made the repository of revelation. Alleviate our predicament and relieve
our suffering for You are the Most Merciful".

"Forbearance with what You have destined is our solace, 0 Lord! There is no god
but You. You are the Deliverer of the distressed. I have no God save You. Surely, You are
the only Refuge for those who are without one."

"There is no other one to worship apart from You. Forbearance with that which you
have resolved is our consolation. 0 Lord! You are the Everlasting. 0 Lord! You are the
Resurrector of the dead. 0 Lord! You are Watching over every soul and what it did. Adjudge
between me and them for You are the best of judges".

Hussain's horse started roaming around Imam Hussain and staining its forehead with his
blood, whereupon Ibn Sa'ad yelled saying, "Stop the horse as it is a thoroughbred of
the horses of the Apostle of Allah." A company of horsemen surrounded him. He started
galloping and kicking with his forelegs killing some men and horses. Ibn Sa'ad ordered the
soldiers to leave the horse and to see what it was going to do. When the horse calmed down
and felt secure enough, it went back to Hussain's blessed body staining its forehead with
his blood, smelling him, and neighing loudly. Imam Abu Ja'far al-Baqir was quoted as
saying, "The horse was saying: What an injustice was done to the grandson of the
Prophet by his own umma (community)."

His horse, in ecstasy, danced and pranced

by his equestrian, was entranced

A perfect horse, sans any defect

With his head high, and neck erect.

Had tiger's courage, and panther's zeal

His sinews were akin to pure steel

A thoroughbred's, all traits sustained

His sire's blood, in the veins maintained.

By innate courage, he was led

In the thick of battle, had no dread

His prancing steps, and goodly shape

The admiring eyes, with awe, did gape,

His amble faultless, a rhythmic flow,

His steps measured, neither fast nor slow.

His gait, the art of music graced

Was on rhythm, and tempo based.

The aggressor's will, to act, ruptured

He was charmed, dazzled, captured.

A feeble blow, the dastard tired

Hussain parried, with contempt defied

repeated strokes, the renegade rained

Hussain remained placid, calm, restrained

He hurled defiance, and braved it out

Thus paved the way ft)r the dastard's rout.

To keep his ground, stood firm

His superior hold he did confirm.

With lofty demeanour, at a serene pace

Hussain advanced, with chivalrous grace.

Moved ahead, with careless ease

Less to liquidate him, more to tease

The youth, in panic, turned his pack.

The horse, still neighing, then headed towards camp. Once it was there, the women saw
the horse stained with blood and its saddle twisted, they came out from their tents
spreading their hair! unveiling their faces, beating their cheeks, screaming, seeing their
glory vanish, and spontaneously taking to the place where Imam Hussain fell and died,
headed by Zainab who was wailing On arriving at the scene, she put her hand under his body
raising it to the level of her breast where she left the body to rest. She said, "0
Lord! Accept this sacrifice from US".

In the meantime Omar bin Sa'ad with a group of soldiers were approaching the
scene as Imam Hussain was at the point of death. Zainab shouted at him, "Yes Omar!
Abu Abdillah is being killed and you are standing watching him perish?!" He turned
his face away from her with his tears streaming down his beard.

She said, "Woe unto you! Is there not amongst you a Muslim?" Nobody replied!
Thereupon Ibn Sa'ad ordered the crowd, "Descend upon him and administer the mercy
shots to him". Shimr initiated the attack; he kicked him, sat on his chest, got hold
of his blessed beard, dealt 12 sword blows to his body, and finally beheaded him.

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