They say that when you enter the vicinity of Karbala al-Muqaddas and first lay eyes upon the Golden Dome overpowering the skyline, you quickly come to notice that one is missing. Although both the Shrines are built on the same leveled ground and are of the same size, only the dome of Hadhrat Abbas (as) is visible to the guests entering this Holy city.
When the scholars were asked why the dome of Aba Abdillah (as) is seemingly hidden from view, the reply came saying:
“Till today, those who wish to visit their Imam (as) must first go through his guardian, Abal Fadhl al-Abbas (as).”
We have the mercy of Muhammad (sawa).
We have the bravery of Imam Ali (as).
We have the wisdom of Imam Hasan (as).
We have the compassion of Imam Hussain (as).
We have the loyalty of Abbas Ibn Ali (as).
We have the repentance of Hazrat Hurr.
We have the patience of Zainab bint Ali (sa).
We have the dua of Imam Sajjad (as).
We have the sun behind the clouds, the one in whose reappearance lies all our solutions–Sahib-e-Zaman, Imam Mahdi (aj).
But above all, we have the dua of Fatima (sa) to wipe our tears in times like this. Those who cry for her sons will never be wiped out of humanity.
Allah (swt) looked at the earth with mercy and created aqeeq with the light of His face and said, ‘I swear by Myself, I have made it obligatory on Myself that I will never punish with The Fire anyone who wears aqeeq on his hand and is a lover of Ali ibn Abu Talib (as).
Dua Arafah recited by Hussain Ghareeb; the author of this truly breathtaking and spiritual dua is none other than Imam Hussain Ibn Ali (as) after Hajj season, in which he recited it on Mount Arafah before his final journey to Karbala, Iraq.
“When Imam Hussain (as) came to the Holy Prophet (saw), he looked at him, hugged him and said: ’Martyrdom of Husain will generate such a fire in the hearts of believers which will never be extinguished.’ Then he said’ My parents be sacrificed for him who is the fountain-head of all mourning’. When the companions asked ‘What does it mean?’ He replied 'That no believer will remember him but mourning and weeping.’
Alhamdulillah, I’ve adopted the good habit of reading ziyarat ashura almost daily, if I can’t read it, I’ll listen to it once or twice that day; a lot of the times, I read it and listen to it on a daily basis.
Imam Hussain (as) died - what is arguable the worst death of all time - hungry, tired, in physical and emotional pain after watching all he loved slaughtered one by one before him, worried for his children and women he was leaving being, and of course thirsty, among countless other things. not to mention he was slain like one slays an animal, and his chest was trampled by the hooves of the horses of bani ummaya, along with the his head cut off and placed atop a large spear.
every time I read ziyarat Ashura and/or listen to it, I can’t help but relive that scenario of the battle of Karbala, and every time I do that it’s like the first time. I am effected by it, and tears start to flood my eyes, every time, either while I’m reading or while I dedicated two ricka3 to abbah 3abdillah (as) as I’m finishing off the ziyara with salaat.
I have become addicted, I am forever thirsty for ziyarat ashura, for Muharram, for Karbala and for Hussain ibn Ali (as). My imam quenches my thirst for him daily, but it reemerges daily as well. Karbala has become my second Kibla, and Muharram is 2nd only to Ramadan. Hussain is now only surpassed by his Maker, Allah (swt), his grandfather Muhammad (saw), his Father Ali (as), his mother Fatima (as) and his brother Hassan Al Mujtaba (as). I love my creator the most obviously, but because I do, I love Imam Hussain ever so much.
in turn, my tears for my imam wash not just my face, but my heart. they indirectly quench my thirst for Imam Hussain (as) as water does for a thirsty individual. the fulfillment is only temporary, as my heart gets clogged with bad deeds of all sorts, lack of remembrance of Allah, Muhamad and Ahl Bayt Muhammad and I fail to see Allah in all of his creations, as I should.
it is necessary to become thirsty again, a longing to remember, to wash my heart, to reconnect spiritually with my creator through one of his magnificent creations. I cannot fathom Allah, but I can fathom, or at least begin to understand Imam Hussain (as) and at least some of his struggles, because after all we are both human. however, I am not comparing myself to him, I can never do that and I don’t dare, for I am only a merely servant to Abba 3abdillah (as).
finally, let’s not forget our promise to his mother, sayida Fatima (as) ”Abbad wallah ya zahra ma ninsa 7usayna/we will never forget Hussain, oh Zahra!“
"Martyrdom of Hussain kindles such a fire in the hearts of the believers which will never extinguish.”