28/06/2025
Today, the caravan of Imam Hussain (عليه السلام) reaches the burning plains of Karbala.
A desolate land, dry and lifeless — yet destined to be watered by the blood of the purest souls.
The Imam looks across the barren desert. His heart knows…
This is the soil where the innocent will be slaughtered, where Zainab (سلام الله علیها) will stand in chains, and where the last breaths of his son Ali Asghar will be carried away by the hot winds of injustice.
He descends from his horse and utters:
> "This is the place where our blood will be shed… this is our Karbala."
The children, thirsty and weary, do not know that these sands will soon burn beneath their tiny feet.
The tents are pitched, yet the shadow of death is already upon them.
On this day, sorrow settles upon the hearts of the lovers of Ahlul Bayt.
The countdown to the greatest tragedy in human history begins…
A few days remain until swords pierce the skies and angels weep.
