The greatest sacrifice in history, is to come…….

The greatest sacrifice in history, is to come…….. ‘Ali Akbar - the life of Husayn - the teenage son of Husayn - the darling of Husayn - came to his father and said: “Father, may I now have permission to go for Jihad?” Allahu Akbar! My fellow Husayni, imagine the scene! Put your hand on your heart and think of what is happening? A teenage son has come to his old father for permission to DIE! How does a father allow his teenage son - 18 years old - to die? Poor Husayn! What does he do now?

How does he allow his teenage darling son to die? Husayn is helpless. His promise to Allah had to be honoured. “My son, ‘Ali Akbar, go, you have my permission, but Akbar, my darling, go and ask permission from your mother. Go and ask permission from Zainab, your auntie who has brought you up. Go, son, go.” ‘Ali Akbar took permission from his mother, Umm Laila. ‘Ali Akbar then went to his auntie, Zainab. “Auntie Zainab, tell me one thing. Whose life is more important?

Your ‘Ali Akbar's, or Bibi Fatimah's son, Husayn's?” “My son, ‘Ali Akbar, I would sacrifice a thousand lives to save Bibi Fatimah's son - Husayn's life. Then auntie, do not stop me. Grant me permission. No one is left to save Husayn. Let me go, auntie, let me go.” “Bismillah, my son. Go my ‘Ali Akbar, go.” ‘Ali Akbar mounted his horse. Husayn was crying. Umm Laila was crying. Bibi Kulthoom was crying. Zainab was crying. “Fi aman Allah, mother. Fi aman Allah, father.

Fi aman Allah, auntie Kulthoom. Fi aman Allah, auntie Zainab.” ‘Ali Akbar rode to the battlefield. He heard footsteps following him. He stopped and looked back. What did he see? His father Husayn, was following him. With his hands on his back, Husayn was running behind ‘Ali Akbar. “Father, where are you going? Please father, go back to the tent.” “My son ‘Ali Akbar, I want to see you as long as I can. I will stop here, my son, but promise me, you will keep on looking back after every few steps.

Akbar, my darling, your old father wants to see you as long as he can.” ‘Ali Akbar continued……He looked back every few seconds. Husayn was there watching him. He reached the battlefield. ‘Ali Akbar fought bravely. He killed many well-known warriors. ‘Ali Akbar came back to his father. “Father, did you see me fight? I wish uncle ‘Abbas was here to see me. Father, a few drops of water……., father, I am very thirsty.

If I could just have a little water, I would send the entire army of Yazid to Hell.” “My son. come near me. Touch my tongue.