Son Sajjad, do tell them Husayn died for truth and justice.

Son Sajjad, do tell them Husayn died for truth and justice. Lastly, my son, tell my Shi'as to remember me whenever they drink water, Fi aman Allah, my son , Fi aman Allah.” Imam Husayn and Bibi Zainab left the tent. “Sister Zainabl My last will to you. Zainab, I am leaving you in charge of this caravan. Sister Zainab, take care of Sayyid al-Sajjad. My sister, Zainab, I am leaving Imamat under your protection. Zainab……, O my sister Zainab! Look after my little Sakina.

She will cry a lot after my death.” Tears flowed from Husayn's eyes as he spoke about Sakina. “Sister Zainab, be patient. Patience, my sister, patience. My sister Zainab! Fi aman Allah!” Imam Husayn walked to his horse. Husayn had helped everyone to mount their horses, but now……Husayn is alone. There is no-one to help him mount his horse. Bibi Zainab saw her brother struggling to get on the horse. “Brother Husayn, bring your horse nearer my tent.

My brother, let me help you.” Bibi Zainab held the reins as Husayn mounted his horse, Zuljiana. Zuljana moved a few steps and stopped. Husayn gently stroked the horse's neck and said: “My faithful horse, I know you are thirsty. I know you are tired. You have been helping me carry the bodies from the battlefield since dawn. My faithful horse, for the last time, take me to the battlefield. I will not bother you after that. Please Zuljana, let us go.

With tears in his eyes, the horse turned his neck and looked down at his legs. What did Husayn see? My friends, you will not be able to stop the tears flowing from your eyes. Husayn saw his beloved daughter Sakina clinging to the horse's legs. Sakina - only four years old. Sakina - the answer to Husayn's prayers for a daughter - Sakina who loved Husayn like Bibi Fatimah loved Husayn. Sakina, the delight of Husayn's heart. Little Sakina was crying and saying: “O horse! Do not take my father away.

No, horse, no. You will not bring my father back. Since dawn, everyone who has gone to the battlefield has not come back. Please, horse, do not take my father away. I will not be able to live without my father. Please, horse, please.” What a tragic scene. This is when Bibi Fatimah cries most. She knows how Husayn felt. Husayn loved Sakina very much. Husayn got off his horse. “My darling Sakina. Do not cry my love! Did you not give me permission to go? Sakina…….go, my darling, go.

Go and recite duas with your auntie and mother. Your grandmother is waiting for me.