Words Zainab Shakir.
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Ashara Mubarak was a memorable event which every mumin cherished dearly with their hearts, as it was commenced in their houses for the first time in history.
The bounties of the heavens and angels were descended upon every home which was blessed to conduct the Majalis of our beloved Imam Hussain AS .
Upholding Moula’s TUS farmaan Mubarak, every mumin actively adorned their homes and hearts with the colors of Karbala.
Young children were devoted to making Sabil-e-Husain a part of their daily routines.
Mothers with tiny toddlers put up blogs and skillful activities to keep the children busy.
Moula’s TUS entire household were dedicated in uplifting each and every mumin’s home as a center for the remembrance of Imam Hussain AS.
All of this, so no mumin would be left behind in attaining the barakat of these 10 days.
This year, I was worried I might not be able to express my grief on Imam Hussain AS, doing Dua everyday that my eyes and heart not be devoid of tears.
As Ashara commenced, a miracle happened. The sorrow in me flared up as soon as I would do Moula’s TUS deedar. Grief overtook me as I heard Moula reciting the heart wrenching sacrifice Imam Husain AS and His family made for us.
I didn’t feel as though I wasn’t sitting in front of Moula TUS anymore. It felt real. I felt proud of my daughter whose voice of ‘Ya Husain’ echoed through the entire house. As she would watch me cry, she herself would make a sad face. Being at home made me realize the opportunity I had to educate my children about the tragedy of Karbala. As every day passed, my grief for Ahle Bait AS and the hardship they faced grew tenfold.
While studying in Al-Jamea-Tus-Saifiyah, one of my humble teachers stated something which has stayed with me till this day – the zikr of Imam Husain AS, the acts of cruelty which were thrown upon Him AS, the knowledge we have of His shahadat is just a tiny drop in a very vast ocean. Which means that the tears we shed upon him are nothing compared to what we are obligated to do.
In these trying times, Moula TUS gave us the opportunity to prove how ready we are after all these years of listening to the zikr of Imam Husain AS.
The miracle of our Moula TUS and our Da’wat was seen in these days as nothing stopped the barakat from reaching our homes. This made me do shukur even more as I realised how blessed I am to be a part of this sacred community. It made my sorrow heighten over Imam Husain AS as every waaz seemed to shed light upon the greatness of Him. In the scorching heat of Karbala, with no food or water, nothing stopped Imam Hussain AS from showing humanity and compassion, so in these 10 days, it became clear that even though I am at home, it should not stop me from helping my family or my fellow Mumineen. Just as Imam Husain AS taught us 1400 years ago, just as Mufaddal Moula TUS is teaching us today, we shouldn’t let go of our humanity and compassion, but rather follow our Moula TUS in His footsteps.
May Allah Ta’ala illuminate our paths towards the zikr of Imam Husain AS till we breathe our last breath, and may He grant our Moula TUS a long and healthy life till the day of judgement, Ameen.