🍂Today, when I was playing, a sharp stone cut one of my hands. My mother covered the cut with a piece of cloth. My hand hurts and I can't write much. I wish this journey would come to an end. Why does this desert seem so endless? I pray that Wheat delivers this letter to you, and that you read my letter. #third_night #the_letters_of_maria 🥀با ما در هیئت مجازی به زبان انگلیسی خادمان حضرت رقیه همراه باشید..... https://eitaa.com/joinchat/972554658Ca091faa91a

🥀 Fourth part🥀 🥀(( السلام علیک یا ابا عبدالله الحسین))🥀 Hello👋, this is the fourth letter I am writing to you. 🍂The name of this pigeon, which is now the letter is in its feet, is Gandom O child, that you have now taken this pigeon and are reading this letter, I am Maria, my father is a friend of Imam Hossein.. 🍂We are in a desert called Karbala, a man named Hur has stopped us We were traveling in Mecca and we had problems in Mecca and we had to travel. 🍂In this desert, the weather is very hot, hur doesn't let us to move from here. He says that we should wait for news from Kufa to see what we should do. Next to our tents, there is a very beautiful river with very clear, cool and clean water, and every time we get thirsty, little ruqyya's uncle Abbas collects the water-skins from all the tents and goes and brings us water. 🍂The water in the water-skin becomes much tastier. My mom says that water-skin is made from goat skin and is a very good container for storing water Whenever we give it to uncle Abbas, my mom says to be careful not to puncture the mesh, close the doors well so that water does not leak out. Every day, the children gather in the tent and play. #Fourth_part #the_letters_of_maria 🥀با ما در هیئت مجازی به زبان انگلیسی خادمان حضرت رقیه همراه باشید..... https://eitaa.com/joinchat/972554658Ca091faa91a

🍂Ali Asghar is still so small and cannot play with us. He comes every day in his mother's arms, Mrs. Robab, and watches us play. When I went to look at Ali Asghar today, there was a small ant on his Clothes. 🍂I told Mrs. Robab, and she thanked me and said, "If you hadn't told me, an ant might have gone into his shirt and bitten him and made him cry." Ali Asghar drinks very little water, his mouth is very small, and every time he gets thirsty, he blushes and becomes lethargic, and opens and closes his mouth like a small fish. 🍂If you see this letter, please give some water to Gandom, and then come to Karbala to help us We are tired. Please help us #Fourth_part #the_letters_of_maria 🥀با مادر هیئت مجازی به زبان انگلیسی خادمان حضرت رقیه همراه باشید.... https://eitaa.com/joinchat/972554658Ca091faa91a

((السلام علیک یا ابا عبدالله الحسین )) 🍂Hello👋, I am running out of paper I don't know how much paper I have in Karbala to write to you? Gandom is also tired, because of sending and receiving letters. 🍂We are very afraid, the situation is getting more difficult and the number of bad people is increasing day by day, and some people have been placed around Karbala so that the friends of Imam Hussain who want to express themselves cannot see and assist Imam. 🍂Today, Abdullah, who is the son of Imam Hassan، brother of Imam Hussein, came and told us: "We should not stay too far from the tents, because there will be more bad people and they might bother us." 🍂Yazid told Omar Saad that if he obeys Yazid, he will make him the governor of a big city named Ray, and that is why he does not follow Imam Hossein's advice at all. 🍂Today, me, Abdullah and Qasim, Abdullah's brother, Ruqiya, Sakina and the rest of the children gathered together to pray for Imam Hossein that God would help him. Abdullah is also a very good boy. His father, who was martyred, told Imam Hossein to take care of him, Imam Hossein also loves him very much. #Fifth_night #the_letters_of_maria

I had a dream a few nights ago that bad people were trying to surround Imam Hossein and kill him, and Abdullah went to them at such a young age and defended his uncle, and one of the bad people hurt him a lot. 🍂 My father says that Imam Hossein talks to Umar Saad, who is the leader of bad people, every day and tells him not to obeys Yazid and come to Imam Hossein's help, but Umar Saad does not listen. 🍂I have to sleep early tonight, so I finish my letter here today and I hope there are no bad people in Karbala tomorrow. #Fifth_night #the_letters_of_maria 🥀باما در هیئت مجازی به زبان انگلیسی خادمان حضرت رقیه همراه باشید...🥀 https://eitaa.com/joinchat/972554658Ca091faa91a

(( السلام علیک یا ابا عبدالله الحسین )) 🍂Hello,👋 six days have passed since our stay in Karbala, and it is very hot here. 🍂Gandom isn't able to fly; it seems that she's afraid of something; her cooing is different than usual, and when I attached the letter to her foot but she doesn't want to fly; instead, she wants to stay with me. 🍂The number of wicked people is increasing day by day in such a way that the whole plain is going to be filled with them. They set on fire every night and laugh very loudly and scary. But Imam Hossein and my father and the rest of Imam Hossain's friends recite the holy Quran and perform prayer together. Imam Hossein gives a speech to them every night and speaks about valuable topics. 🍂Today Qasim told me to bring him a stone; I love Qasim very much, and he loves me like Ruqiya. Once my shoelace broke he fixed it for me, and also once when I was playing and there was dust in my eye, he rinsed my eye. He is the son of Imam Hasnan. I brought Qasim a stone and he started sharpening his sword. When I asked him why he is sharpening his sword, he told me that they might have to fight against wicked people in order to prevent them from attacking the tents. I told him that I was very scared and he told me not to be afraid of anything as long as my uncle, Abbas, is here. #sixth_night #the_letters_of_maria

Imam Hossein loves Qasim as much as he loves his sons, Ali Asghar and Ali Akbar, and he always takes care of Qasim. Thirteen-year-old Qasim, wears very beautiful clothes. My father says that he has learned swordsmanship and fighting from his father, Imam Hassan, and his uncle, Abbas, and that he is very strong, and will stay with Imam Hossain like a brave soldier. 🍂 This letter has lengthened again. O the child who you are reading this letter, know that we are in a very difficult situation, the wicked people do not care at all that there are children in this caravan. 🍂 We are afraid of their horses. And I can't continue more this letter. That's enough for tonight. #sixth_night #the_letters_of_maria 🥀با ما در هیئت مجازی به زبان انگلیسی خادمان حضرت رقیه همراه باشید.....🥀 https://eitaa.com/joinchat/972554658Ca091faa91a

🍂It is very cowardly for a person to leave his friend like Imam Hussain alone and go after his life The sound of Ali Asghar's crying can be heard from lady Robab's tent We all know that he is thirsty and we can do nothing. We have a little water in the tent, but it is not enough for everyone. 🍂Everyone is thirsty and no one wants to drink water We kept all the water for Ali Asghar Lady Robab is thirsty herself and that's why she has no milk to give to Ali Asghar #Eighth_night #the_letters_of_maria 🥀با ما در هیئت مجازی به زبان انگلیسی خادمان حضرت رقیه همراه باشید....🥀 https://eitaa.com/joinchat/972554658Ca091faa91a

(( السلام علیک یا ابا عبدالله الحسین )) 🍂Hello👋, today is the ninth of Muharram, we severely suffer from thirst. 🍂Ali Asghar has slept in the cradle like a small and lethargic sparrow. We, the children, go inside the tent in which the Mashks (large leather water bottles) are stored, the soil is wet and we lie on the ground so that the coolness of the wet soil will quench our thirst a little. 🍂We were in the tent when Uncle Abbas, Ruqiya's uncle, got very angry and cried so loudly that we heard his voice. My father told us later that Shimr, who is one of the most wicked people in Omar Saad's army, has come and given Uncle Abbas a piece of paper and told: "leave Hossain! We want to kill him and all of his companions! Take this letter and leave Hossain and join our army with you brothers." 🍂My father said that Hazrat Abbas got so upset that he tore up the letter and drew a sword intending to wound Shimr, but he stopped doing it. After the prayer, Imam Hossein gathered all men inside the tent and then he started talking to them with his beautiful voice. 🍂Then he said: "I tell you again that they have come to fight against me and if you abandon me they won't harm you. It is night now, I will turn off the lights of the tent so that no one is ashamed of me and can take his things and leave. #ninth_night #the_letters_of_maria

🍂Everyone who stays here will be killed" Everyone said: "We won't abandon you!" Then a voice that I think was Qasim's voice said, "Will I be killed too, dear uncle?'' Imam Hossain said in a sad voice: "How do you feel about death, my dear? And Qasim said: "Death to the cause of you tastes sweeter than honey to me" Imam Hossein patted Qasim's long hair and said: "Yes, my dear, you will also be martyred tomorrow." 🍂I cried a lot outside of the tent, and inside the tent, I was thinking about how to live without dad?! I am crying so much that I can't write anymore. I should go now 🍂Good Night #ninth_night #the_letters_of_maria 🥀با ما در هیئت مجازی به زبان انگلیسی خادمان حضرت رقیه همراه باشید...🥀 https://eitaa.com/joinchat/972554658Ca091faa91a

(( السلام علیک یا ابا عبدالله الحسین )) 🍂Today is the worst day of my life I am writing to you now in the corner of a burnt tent, my hands are burning and my hair is burnt Lady Zainab , Ruqqaiya's aunt, gathered all of us in a burnt tent We have blisters on our hands and feet Bad people took everything we had. 🍂Ruqqaiya's ears got injured by pulling and taking away her earrings by bad people In the morning, we woke up with the sound of the bad man's drumming, children were shaking with fear, my father said its the war drum. 🍂Imam Hussain's friends went to the field one by one and killed some of the bad people and then they themselves became martyrs. Everyone was killed, even Abdullah, who was the same age as me, and even little Ali Asghar I can't write much. It was the evening when Imam Hussain was also martyred. 🍂They rushed into our tents First they looted everything that belonged to us, then they sat fire to the tents Of Imam Sajjad, the son of Imam Hussain, he was sick and could not move in the tent, his tent was also on fire, and if it wasn't Zainab Khatoon, he might have burned in the fire. 🍂What sin did we commit?! What sin did we the children and our mothers and women in caravan commit? #Tenth_night #the_letters_of_maria

🍂What sin did we commit that... Indeed, my own father was martyred, Imam Hossein went to the battle field and hugged him and took his dead body back to the tents. It is night now The bodies of Imam Hussain and his friends are still in the desert. 🍂The desert of Karbala smells like apples They Opened the water way for us, but it seems that no one is thirsty 🍂Lady Zainab is praying in a corner, I don't know why she is sitting and praying? Mrs. Robab hugs her knees and shakes her hands like when at nights , Ali Asghar was in her arms and slowly sings a lallibay. 🍂I don't have the heart and soul to write anymore, and I'm sure if bad people see me writing something, they will tear my paper I can't write anything anymore,they tie chains on my hands and i don't have time to write .this is my last letter 🍂I told Gandom to spread its wings in the blood of Imam Hussain and other martyrs and tell all the birds in the world that they killed Hussain. 🍂I am sure that the story of Karbala, even if I don't write it, is so great, magnificent and beautiful that it will remain in the world forever, and every night mothers talk to their children about Imam Hussain and they always cry for Imam Hussain. 😭Gandom is back, its wings are bloody, I close the letter and let it go. There is the sound of Harmale's laughter jump Gandom, jump 🍂Who is this black dress in mourning? O Hossein, o Hussain,o Hussain,o Hussain. #Tenth_night #the_letters_of_maria 🥀با ما در هیئت مجازی به زبان انگلیسی خادمان حضرت رقیه همراه باشید...🥀 https://eitaa.com/joinchat/972554658Ca091faa91a