Offspring, one of the other; and Allah is Hearing, Knowing.

Offspring, one of the other; and Allah is Hearing, Knowing...”[1] Tearful and immersed in sorrow the Holy Imam escorted his son, while the ladies of Ahle Bayt were behind His Eminence and their lamentations and wails for the image of the Messenger of Allah (s) arose that he was going to be cut up into pieces by swords and spears. That young man moved towards the battlefield with dignity, having absolutely no fear or worry.

He had the awe of the Holy Prophet (s), valor of Amirul Momineen (‘a), daring of Hamzah and magnanimity of Husain. He positioned himself amidst the swords and spears of the enemies reciting the following: “I am Ali bin al-Husain bin Ali. By the Lord of Kaaba, we are those rightly endowed with the Prophet.

By God, the spurious one, son of the spurious one will not rule upon us.”[2] Yes, by Allah, you and your father, O pride of Bani Hashim were most deserving [1] Surah Aale Imran 3/32-34 [2] Ibne Athir, Tarikh 4/74. Ansaab al-Ashraaf 3/361-362 to have the Prophet and you were most eligible for that position because you are the nearest person and one most closely related to them.

But the political greed that dominated these people removed you from your position and these oppressive people gained power over you. They cut your physical organs into pieces and destroyed you completely so that they may have the field open for themselves and that they may unjustly rule over the Muslims.

In his war poem, Ali bin al-Husain (‘a) announced the greatness of his courage and the intensity of his magnanimity and that he preferred death to submission to the orders of that wicked tyrant son of the wicked tyrant...At that moment he became involved in confrontation with the enemies of Allah while their hearts were full of fear and terror. He displayed such valor that it is impossible to describe it faithfully; because he reminded them of the valor of his grandfather, Amirul Momineen (‘a).

According to some historians he slew 120 mounted soldiers and they were in addition to those he wounded. After that he returned to his father to complain to His Eminence about the thirst that was killing him and to say farewell to him for the last time. His father welcomed him warmly and Ali Akbar said to His Eminence: “Thirst is killing me and the weight of the armor is painful.

Is there any possibility of getting water from somewhere so that I can gain power over the enemy?” The father was very much pained and affected by this.