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@zhvania_david__: В Абхазии в июне составили 178 протоколов за нетрезвое вождение. #грузия #сухуми #абхазияэтогрузия #тбилиси

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There are wounds the body can carry… And then there are wounds that make even the soul fall to its knees 💔 This poem is about one of the most heartbreaking moments in Karbala: when Hussain (as) had to stand over the body of his own son, Ali al-Akbar (as). Not just a companion. Not just a soldier. His son. The one whose face reminded people of the Prophet ﷺ. The one whose voice brought comfort to the tents. The one whose youth should have been protected by the world, not taken from it. And yet, in Karbala, Hussain (as) was not only losing those he loved… he was being forced to carry them back. Imagine the weight of that moment. A father looking at his son, broken in front of him, and still having to think of the mother waiting in the tents. Still having to wonder, “How do I bring him back to her? How do I tell her? How does a mother survive seeing her child like this?” That is why the poem cries: “Zaynab, come hold me up…” Because even the mountain of patience needed someone beside him. There are pains in this world that words cannot explain. Losing someone you love. Watching innocence suffer. Seeing a parent bury a child. Seeing grief enter a home and never fully leave. And Karbala is the deepest reminder that the worst injustice is not only when the innocent are taken… It is when love is forced to witness it. Ali al-Akbar (as) was not just a martyr of Karbala. He was the heartbeat of a family. The hope of a mother. The pride of a father. The image of the Prophet walking one last time toward sacrifice. And when Hussain (as) called out for help, it was not weakness. It was the sound of love being wounded beyond what a human heart can bear. Peace be upon Hussain. Peace be upon Ali al-Akbar. Peace be upon the hearts that were shattered in Karbala, yet never surrendered to falsehood. #islam #History #poetry
There are wounds the body can carry… And then there are wounds that make even the soul fall to its knees 💔 This poem is about one of the most heartbreaking moments in Karbala: when Hussain (as) had to stand over the body of his own son, Ali al-Akbar (as). Not just a companion. Not just a soldier. His son. The one whose face reminded people of the Prophet ﷺ. The one whose voice brought comfort to the tents. The one whose youth should have been protected by the world, not taken from it. And yet, in Karbala, Hussain (as) was not only losing those he loved… he was being forced to carry them back. Imagine the weight of that moment. A father looking at his son, broken in front of him, and still having to think of the mother waiting in the tents. Still having to wonder, “How do I bring him back to her? How do I tell her? How does a mother survive seeing her child like this?” That is why the poem cries: “Zaynab, come hold me up…” Because even the mountain of patience needed someone beside him. There are pains in this world that words cannot explain. Losing someone you love. Watching innocence suffer. Seeing a parent bury a child. Seeing grief enter a home and never fully leave. And Karbala is the deepest reminder that the worst injustice is not only when the innocent are taken… It is when love is forced to witness it. Ali al-Akbar (as) was not just a martyr of Karbala. He was the heartbeat of a family. The hope of a mother. The pride of a father. The image of the Prophet walking one last time toward sacrifice. And when Hussain (as) called out for help, it was not weakness. It was the sound of love being wounded beyond what a human heart can bear. Peace be upon Hussain. Peace be upon Ali al-Akbar. Peace be upon the hearts that were shattered in Karbala, yet never surrendered to falsehood. #islam #History #poetry
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