🌹 Heartfelt condolences on the martyrdom of Lady Ruqayyah (peace be upon her). 🕊️
Lady Ruqayyah, the young daughter of Imam Hussein (peace be upon him), is a symbol of innocence and sacrifice. At a tender age, she endured immense suffering following the tragic events of Karbala. Her passing is a poignant reminder of the pain and resilience experienced by the family of the Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him).
May her sacrifice inspire us to uphold the values of justice, compassion, and faith. We remember her not only for her suffering but for her profound impact on the legacy of her father and the broader message of Karbala.
#Martyrdom #LadyRuqayyah #Karbala #Sacrifice #Innocence #Faith #Justice #Compassion
🌐 @rahyafte_en
Lady Ruqayyah, the young daughter of Imam Hussein (peace be upon him), is a symbol of innocence and sacrifice. At a tender age, she endured immense suffering following the tragic events of Karbala. Her passing is a poignant reminder of the pain and resilience experienced by the family of the Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him).
May her sacrifice inspire us to uphold the values of justice, compassion, and faith. We remember her not only for her suffering but for her profound impact on the legacy of her father and the broader message of Karbala.
#Martyrdom #LadyRuqayyah #Karbala #Sacrifice #Innocence #Faith #Justice #Compassion
🌐 @rahyafte_en
😭 A Heartbreaking Memory from Haj Mohammad Bazri
Last year, the night coincided with the martyrdom anniversary of Lady Ruqayyah (peace be upon her). I was reciting poetry and elegies in the presence of our Martyred Imam. It was also the 40th day after the martyrs of the 12-Day War.
For nearly twenty minutes, I recited verses while the Imam was engaged in the recitation of the Holy Qur’an. But when I reached the elegy of Lady Ruqayyah (a.s.), I noticed something unforgettable:
He gently embraced the Qur’an and began to weep.
I recited:
"People grieve for a father who comforts his child with kindness and affection...
But my heart breaks for the little girl to whom they brought her father's severed head."
The Imam's tears flowed.
Then I continued with the verses that always moved him deeply:
"Slowly, slowly come,
Let me place your head upon mine.
I have so many words to tell you, Father...
For several nights now, whenever I whisper your name,
All I receive are blows and lashes..."
A scene that remains forever etched in memory: the tears of a leader, mourning the sorrow of Sayyida Ruqayyah (a.s.). 💔
#LadyRuqayyah #AhlulBayt #Muharram #Martyrdom #ImamHussain
https://eitaa.com/solok_shieh/13702
🆔 @rahyafte_en
Last year, the night coincided with the martyrdom anniversary of Lady Ruqayyah (peace be upon her). I was reciting poetry and elegies in the presence of our Martyred Imam. It was also the 40th day after the martyrs of the 12-Day War.
For nearly twenty minutes, I recited verses while the Imam was engaged in the recitation of the Holy Qur’an. But when I reached the elegy of Lady Ruqayyah (a.s.), I noticed something unforgettable:
He gently embraced the Qur’an and began to weep.
I recited:
"People grieve for a father who comforts his child with kindness and affection...
But my heart breaks for the little girl to whom they brought her father's severed head."
The Imam's tears flowed.
Then I continued with the verses that always moved him deeply:
"Slowly, slowly come,
Let me place your head upon mine.
I have so many words to tell you, Father...
For several nights now, whenever I whisper your name,
All I receive are blows and lashes..."
A scene that remains forever etched in memory: the tears of a leader, mourning the sorrow of Sayyida Ruqayyah (a.s.). 💔
#LadyRuqayyah #AhlulBayt #Muharram #Martyrdom #ImamHussain
https://eitaa.com/solok_shieh/13702
🆔 @rahyafte_en