The birth of Imam al-Husayn (a.s.)
It was 3rd of Sha'ban in the year 4 AH when there was a great celebration in both, the heavens and the earth. Jibrael, the most trusted of all angels was commanded by Allah (SWT) to descend towards the house of Prophet Muhammad (saww). It is narrated that:
Jibrael was descending towards the earth in the company of many angels when his eyes fell upon an angel on a deserted island. The wings of that angel were cut so he could not fly and he was engrossed in his own grief. Jibrael came to him and asked, “Who are you and what has happened to you?” The angel replied, “O Jibrael! I am Fitrus. I was the leader of 70,000 angels in the third heaven. Once I delayed little in discharging the command of Allah (SWT) and as a punishment, Allah (SWT) banished me from the heavens and I was thrown into this island”.
Fitrus then asked, “O Jibrael! May I ask what has happened that I see you in company of so many angels today?” Jibrael said, “Fitrus! A grandson has been born in the house of Prophet Muhammad whose name is Al-Husayn. We are going to convey the greetings of Allah to him”.
Fitrus, who was very well aware of the status of Ahlul-Bayt (as) pleaded to Jibrael to carry him along so that through the ‘Barakah’ (blessings) of this household, he could ask for his own salvation. With the permission of Allah (SWT), Jibrael carried Fitrus to the house of the Holy Prophet (saww). At that time, the messenger of Allah was sitting and holding his grandchild in his lap. Jibrael informed the Holy Prophet (saww) about the plight of Fitrus. The messenger of Allah instructed Jibrael to bring Fitrus closer and rub his body with of his grandson. As soon as this happened, Allah (SWT) restored the wings of Fitrus and he flew happily and saying proudly: “I am the freed slave of Al-Husayn”. It is also narrated that after the martyrdom of Imam al-Husayn (as) in
(Rawdhah al-Shuhada)
دلتنگی هایم
بیش از ستاره ها یند
به عدد بزرگی تو
انگشتهایم
برای شمردن خوبی ها
کم می آیند
وقتی تو
سرآغاز شمردن باشی
نامت را نه بر دفتر
که بر دل نگاشته ام
تا مباد
بادی ، آبی ، آتشی
پاکش کند
بیش از آنی
که با مردن کاسته شوی
با رفتن فراموش ....
سفارش می کنم
آنگاه که دستانم را
خاکها پاسبانی می کنند
دلتنگی هایم را
برایت پست کنند
به آدرسی که همه می دانند :
جهان --- همتا
منتظر قدمهای سبزت هستم.
it was great
ممنون نم از لطفتان