Momino Kissa e Sadaat Suno

Noor e Kaunain Madina Hai Jahan Ek Mehalla Bani Hashim Hai Wahan Us Mehelle Ke Hai Ek Ghar Ka Bayan Jis Se Behtar Nahi Dunya Mein Makan Deen o Emaan Ke Kirdaar Ka Ghar Panjetan Paak Ke Anwaar Ka Ghar Dukhtar e Ahmed e Mukhtar Ka Ghar Fatima Hyder e Karrar Ka Ghar Laadle Inke Hasan Aur Hussain Aur Do Betiyan Thi Noor e Ain Ek Kulssom Thi Ek Baap Ka Zain Aur Abbas Dil o Jaan Ka Chain Ghar Ye Tha Bait e Khuda Jisme Quran Uthra Aur Kis Tarha Luta Inka Rutba Na Zamana Samjha

The light of the universe is in Medina, Where there is a neighborhood of the Bani Hashim. I speak of a house in that neighborhood, Better than which there is no dwelling in the world. It is the house of the character of faith and belief, The house of the lights of the pure Panjetan (the five holy ones), The house of the daughter of Ahmed the Chosen (the Prophet), The house of Fatima and Hyder the Valiant (Ali). Their beloved ones were Hasan and Hussain, And there were two daughters, the light of their eyes, One was Kulsoom, and one was the adornment of her father (Zainab), And Abbas, the peace of their hearts and souls. This house was the House of God, In which the Quran descended, And how it was plundered, The world never understood their status.

Kaisi Mazloom Magar Thi Zahra Baap Ke Gham Mein Bhi Rone Na Diya Haq Se Mehroom Kiya Wa Abata Aaj Bhi Jiski Lehad Be-Saaya Jispe Jalta Hua Darwaza Gira Hogayi Pehlu Shakista Zahra Qatl Mohsin Bhi Hua Wavaila Baad e Zehra Wo Ali Ka Girya Masjid e Kufa Mein Phi Shor Utha Haye Hyder Pe Chali Taygh e Jafa Thi Sada Fuzto Be Rabbil Kaaba Ghar Mein Zehra Ke Qayamat Thi Bapa Sar Se Saaya Jo Utha Ghar Ye Veeran Hua Thi Yateemo Ki Buka Haye Baba Haye Baba Baba

How oppressed was Zahra, She was not even allowed to weep in the grief of her father. She was deprived of her rights, 'O my father!' Even today, her grave remains without a shade. Upon whom the burning door fell, Zahra's ribs were broken. Mohsin was also killed, alas! After Zahra, that weeping of Ali, Then a cry rose in the Mosque of Kufa, Alas, the sword of tyranny struck Hyder (Ali), The call was 'I have succeeded by the Lord of the Kaaba.' In the house of Zahra, a calamity had occurred, When the shadow was lifted from their heads, This house became desolate, There was the wailing of the orphans, Alas, father, alas, father, father.

Baad e Hyder Ye Sitam Aur Hua Khoon Mein Shabbar Ka Janaza Dooba Aur Phir Deen Jo Mushkil Mein Ghira Tab Hussain Ibne Ali Ghar Se Chala Karbala Jaise Hi Pahuncha Kunba Phir To Kya Zulm Na Sayyed Pe Hua Milke Laakhon Ne Unhe Ghayr Liya Teen Din Pehle To Pani Na Diya Aur Phir Maqtale Sadaat Saja Bhaanje Bete Bhatija Na Raha Na Wo Lashkar Na Alamdar Bacha Asr Se Pehle Wo Hal Min Ki Sada Chalgayi Taygh e Jafa Khoon Bekas Ka Baha Sar Suye Naiza Gaya Tan Ko Aagosh Mein Zehra Ne Liya

After Hyder, this further oppression occurred, Shabbar's (Imam Hasan's) funeral was drowned in blood. And then, when the religion fell into difficulty, Then Hussain, son of Ali, set out from home. As soon as the family reached Karbala, What oppression did not befall the Master (Hussain)? Millions gathered and surrounded him, For three days, they were not given water, And then the slaughterhouse of the Sadaat was prepared. Neither nephew, nor son, nor cousin remained, Neither that army nor the standard-bearer (Abbas) survived. Before Asr (afternoon), that cry of 'Is there any helper?', The sword of tyranny struck, The blood of the helpless flowed, The head went upon the spear, Zahra took the body into her embrace.

Aagayi Shaam e Ghariban Haye Haye Aur Phir Aag Lagi Qaime Jale Ghash Se Jab Abid e Bemaar Uthe Qaidi Kunbe Ke Wo Salaar Bane Haye Sajjad Ne Kya Kya Dekha Sar Khule Shaam Mein Kunba Dekha Jashn Darbar Mein Hota Dekha Choti Hamsheer Ka Laasha Dekha Qaid Se Chutke Chale Karbobala Sab Ka Chehlum Kiya Matam Bhi Kiya Khafila Jab Ye Madine Pahuncha Ab Bayan Sarwar o Rehan Ho Kya Haye Matam Tha Bapa Jab Ye Zainab Ne Kaha Na Rahi Meri Rida Amma Mai Aagayi Bhai Na Raha

The Evening of the Strangers (Shaam-e-Ghariban) arrived, alas, alas, And then fire broke out, the tents burned. When the ailing Abid (Imam Sajjad) rose from his faint, He became the leader of the captive family. Alas, what did Sajjad not see? He saw the family with unveiled heads in Damascus, He saw celebrations happening in the court, He saw the corpse of his little sister (Sakina). Released from captivity, they went to Karbala, They performed the Chehlum of all and also mourned. When this caravan reached Medina, Now what can Sarwar and Rehan describe? Alas, there was mourning, When Zainab said this, 'My veil (Rida) did not remain, Mother, I have returned, but my brother is no more.'