Wednesday, January 24th, 2007
For Hurr, Yazid’s army of tens of thousand is now nothing more than a bunch of faces, without meaning. A crowd of men without selves, a group of people without hearts, those who shout but don’t know why, fight but don’t know for whom. (Hurr, by Shaheed Shariati)
On the morning of 10th Muharram, Hurr called his son secretly in his tent and said: We are doomed driven towards hell. There is yet time. I have decided to leave the ranks of shaytan and join the side of Hussain ibn Ali and seek pardon of the son of the Prophet of Allah. Would you like to accompany me or stay where you are?






