histroy of karbala-e-muallah
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How many times have you heard about sacrifice...
In the border there are those people's who sacrifice themselves for their country....
but when they died protecting their country where they thirsty??
where their wives were caged in dungeon or where their sisters where there watching their brother getting brutally killed...
or where their any mother watching her son's martyred body...
or any daughter seeing her own father and brothers getting killed second time....
These were the people in karbala....
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