I had brought my sustenance with me, but it is a pity you didnt believe in it!

I had brought my sustenance with me, but it is a pity you didnt believe in it! You preferred to keep yourself free to move around, instead of looking after me, and laid the foundation for tyranny! For children the mother is their hope and with her they are contented! [1] Wassail al-Shia, Vol. 19, Page 169. I wished that I look at your face and pick flowers from your beauteous garden. I wished to suckle milk from your bosom and thus relieve your sorrows.

I wished that I drank your milk and your voice reached my ears. I thought that when you saw my smiles you would sit near me on my bed. I hoped that you would send me to school and give me the lesson of righteousness. Returning home from school I would make you happy by reciting the nursery rhymes. I wished that when I am a youth, then you would realize my value. In your frail old age I would have been your prop and help. Now I am in the Heaven like a pure spirit and my place is with the Houris.

You should now express repentance that perhaps the Merciful Allah forgives you. O Afsar! My request to you is to is to convey my message to all the mothers Previous…