kala-tamin The Betrayal


The Betrayal



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Lecture 3 Part B: THE CURSED TREE: BANI-UMAYA DYNASTY

The Betrayal

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Lecture 4  Part A:Obeying the Caliphs
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Lecture 4  Part B:Obeying the Caliphs
the betrayal
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Lecture 5 Part A: THE IMPACTS OF KARBALA ON VIGILANCE OF MUSLIMS
Pin drop horrifying silence, prevailed all round .
Lecture 5 Part B: THE IMPACTS OF KARBALA ON VIGILANCE OF MUSLIMS
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Pilgrims walking to Karbala, on Arbaeen
The mosque of Kufa stood on hallowed ground .
Pilgrims walking to Karbala, on Arbaeen, in Picture
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Clip on Arbaeen
. Treachery it had witnessed time and again . . It was the mosque where Ali had been slain.
.  . . The town crier was reading the Governor"s decree . . "To associate with Muslim will not go free .  . . He is an emissary of Prophet"s grandson, Hussein . . Who has refused allegiance to Yazid, with disdain." .  . . When the prayer was over, Muslim looked back . . The mosque was empty, earlier it was packed .  . . He glanced at his host, Hani Ibn Urwah . . No words were needed, only a breath choking, Ah! .  . . The packed mosque had just witnessed jubilant scenes . . So great was the rush to swear allegiance to Muslim .  . . They had madly jostled and vied with each other . . In honoring Muslim, as Husayn"s cousin brother.
.  . . They exchanged glances, the picture was clear . . For their own lives they had absolutely no fear .  . . To inform Master Hussein was the sole prime need . . Whom could they trust? No, none, indeed! .  . . Hani rushed out, choked to the brim . . He had in his house, two sons of Muslim .  . . He whisked them out by the back door . . For safety"s sake, there was no other go.
.  . . Muhammad and Ibrahim, two innocent lads . . Were anxiously awaiting return of their dad .  . . They were now on the road; alone, all alone! . . The cruel treacherous world was now their home.
.  . . Soon was Hani"s house completely surrounded . . The hopes he had nourished were soon grounded .  . . He fought the armed troops of upstart Obeidullah . . The odds were too heavy; he prayed to Allah! .  . . He was soon overpowered and chained . . There was now no hope which remained .  . . His only thought was to inform post haste . . To Husayn, of the events and breach of faith .  . . After Hani"s departure, he reflected a while . . A train of thoughts flowed, mile after mile .  . . Hani was sincere, there was no iota of doubt . . But if in danger, whom could he for help shout.
.  . . He thought of his sons, the two young kids . . In the house of Hani, he hoped they were hid .  . . He prayed to God to spare him for a little while . . So that, to Hussein, he could send the secret file..  . . It was night, he had no place to go . . Tired and forlorn, his walk was slow .  . . Curfew was imposed, no soul stirred out . . The search was on in all possible hideouts.  .  . . He sat for a while and leaned against the door . . The door of a house with an old muddy floor .  . . An old lady came out to see who it was . . "My son! Why do you not return to your house?" .  . . "Do you not have a wife nor children? . . Go and rest, in peace, in your own garden!" .  . . A lump came to his throat: yet, he sadly smiled . . "I come from the house of the Prophet," he replied.
.  . . The venerable old lady was in shocking pain . . "My God! You are Muslim, the Emissary of Hussein, .  . . How did I fail to recognize you, O, My Lord! . . What reply will I give to my Most Merciful God?" .  . . She hid him on the old wooden attic floor . . Extinguished the lights and shut the door; .  . . Her son soon returned from his usual rounds . . He was in the army of the Yazidi hounds.
.  . . "Hani has been beheaded," he declared, . . "The search is now on for Muslim and his lads." .  . . The simple old lady was moved to tears . . And confided to her son, her own gnawing fears..  . . The son was elated at the fortunate news . . He pretended sorrow, as a deceitful ruse, .  . . "I will soon be back with the two young lads" . . And rushed to his Master, Obeidullah Ibn Ziad.
.  . . The sound of horses hoofs were approaching near . . Muslim was in his prayers; he knew no fear .  . . He immediately realized, he had been betrayed . . His time was up; he would soon be dead! .  . . The noble lady was aghast! How could she explain? . . It was her son who had brought her everlasting shame .  . . Muslim assured Taha that he was absolutely sure, . . She was a lover of Husayn and his grandsire! .  . . The lane was narrow, it had no width . . Two horses abreast could hardly breath .  . . It was an ideal ground for single combat . . Like lion, Muslim ferociously fought.
.  . . To the enemy, it soon became abundantly plain . . It was a futile and sure loosing game .  . . From housetops, they hurled missiles and stones . . Seriously wounded, M7uslim left his vantage position.
.  . . He desperately moved forward; they all fell back . . So fierce was the charge, they all fled in a pack .  . . To stop him, they thought of a clever ruse . . They dug a trench and had it covered, as subterfuge.  .  . . He rushed on wielding his sword dexterously . . He fell in the trench, as planned treacherously; .  . . The retreating hounds soon swooped down . . In no time, he was heavily chained and bound.
.  . . In the streets of Kufa, he was soon paraded . . Those who had sworn him allegiance, were delighted .  . . They were watching him with perfect equanimity . . As if he was an utter stranger; what rascality! .  . . "As per Arab custom, I shall fulfill it . . Your last wish if you shall reveal it." .  . . A glint of hope came to Muslim"s eyes . . Why not accept and make this final try? .  . . Obeidullah, if you are true to your word, . . Fulfill my last wish and inform my lord .  . . To return to Medina, before it is late . . As coming to Kufa, would be a sheer waste.
.  . . The crafty Obeidullah was absolutely flabbergasted . . Spare the lives of my two sons, he could have suggested .  . . He could not even imagine, how could a person . . Think of his master, when doomed were his sons.
.  . . Muslim"s last wish did not go in vain . . Merciful God kindled the heart of one of them .  . . He left Kufa post-haste to fulfill his mission . . And informed Husayn of Muslim"s martyrdom. .
. . Hussein wept bitterly, as never before . . Muslim"s daughter realized her father was no more .  . . One pair of earrings, he lovingly gave to her . . And another to Sakina, his child most dear.
.  . . "Are you returning back?" the messenger inquired . . "No! I am not," Husayn, very sadly replied.  . . "As ordained, I am going to meet my destiny, . . And so are my faithful friends, who are with me." . .

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