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Shiavault - a Vault of Shia Islamic Books The Life Story and Martyrdom of Hazrate Fâtemeh the House of Doom ===================== Fâtemeh used to cry a lot because of her longing for her father… She cried night and day. She was restless and full of sorrow. Finally, some foolish and unthoughtful persons came to see Ali, And began to complain about Fâtemeh’s crying.

They told him that either Fâtemeh should mourn her father by nightfall, and remain silent by morning, or mourn by morning, and remain silent by nightfall. They said that they couldn’t bear her mornings any longer, and that Ali should find a way to keep her quiet. On hearing this, Fâtemeh got used to take the little hands of her two sons, and go at the end of the “Baghi “ graveyard, under a thorny shrub, to be able to mourn properly her beloved father and cry at her will.

Her wailing were so strong and pitiful, that every caravan that passed from Medina, on hearing these sobbing and wailings, paused for a few minutes to think about this strange, unending sorrow… Finally by nightfall, the enemies uprooted the said shrub, so that Fâtemeh could not even go there anymore.

But Ali, put a sort of a tent there by the name of “ The House of doom “[Beytol Ahzân] for the sake of the Prophet’s daughter, so as to show their enemies, their untamable independence, and their infinite freedom of mind, which were the characteristics of the Household of Hazraté Ali Ibn Abi Tâléb and his wife Fâtemeh. Fâtemeh because of her daily mourning and sufferings which she had received from their enemies was becoming weak and weaker every day.

At last she became ill… Ali became the only person who took care of her during her illness. Another person was a woman by the name of Asmâ Bent Omeyss. At last, the news of her illness reached the ears of the citizens of Medina. A multitude of Muslim women came to see her, and to help her recuperate her lost health. But their number was so great, that they couldn’t enter her house; so, many of them remained in the outside.

The house of Fâtemeh was so simple and poor, and her personality was so sweet and humble, so great in her magnitude and glory, that everybody grew silent and nobody could utter a word in her presence… Finally, Fâtemeh in answer to a lady, began to talk and say very important things to all of them.