Historias de Muharram

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A brief book written for the sole purpose of understanding the true concept of Azadari and Ayyam e Imam Hussain(as). The pictures included in the e-book are not owned by me. Dedicated to all the Azadars of Imam Hussain(as)

" 'Islamic Calendar: A Comprehensive Guide to the Months' provides a comprehensive and insightful exploration of the Islamic calendar and its significance in the lives of Muslims around the world. This guide takes readers on a journey through the twelve lunar months, delving into the historical, cultural, and religious aspects associated with each month. From the sacred month of Ramadan to the festive occasion of Eid al-Fitr, from the commemoration of Ashura to the spiritual pilgrimage of Hajj, this book offers an in-depth understanding of the rituals, traditions, and practices observed during each month.

بِسْمِ اللَّهِ الرَّحْمَنِ الرَّحِيم ( In the name of God, Most Gracious, Most Merciful.) لبيكَ ياحُسين IMAM HUSSAIN ( AS) stood alone , saying 'O ALLAH I have done my duty and exposed your enemies , so that mankind do not remain in dark a what is truth and evil . I have given all the sacrifice and now stand to give my life too.' The name of IMAM HUSSAIN (AS) is enough to bring tears to your eyes & enough to change your soul and the world ! " The world is unable to present an example finer and brighter than the personality of IMAM HUSSAIN (A.S) . He was the embodiment of love , valor and personification of sacrifice and devotion . Every Human , in Particular, must learn a lesson from his life and should seek guidance from him " . In a few days , the story of eternal love will be retold , a story that has been told over and over , for more than a thousands years . And which should be stapled in our hearts , as long as every heart beats . LABBAIK YA HUSSAIN (A.S)

A collection of narrative poems about the events that happened in Karbala and beyond to the family of Imam Husayn (A. S), his womenfolk, children, and family.

"Why are the angels crying blood?" "What?" My heart started hammering in my chest. No... No... It couldn't be... "They are crying blood." He closed his eyes, covering his ears with his hands. " They're screaming and howling in agony." I looked at his tiny lips that were as dry as wood. "Aunt Sakinah?" His faint voice sounded again. I tucked him closer to my chest. "Yes my love?" I couldn't hide the shaking anymore. "I think they're crying for us." Mohammed drifted into sleep with that last sentence leaving me with the reality. A reality he was still too young to witness.

What I take from the words of God, from the Quran.