بِسْمِ ٱللَّهِ ٱلرَّحْمٰنِ ٱلرَّحِيمِ
Sayeda Sakina was the most beloved daughter of Imam Hussain (AS). Being the daughter of the third Imam, she was different from other children of her age in many ways. She was very religious and enjoyed reading the Holy Quran and never missed her prayers. From a very early age, she took great care to make sure that her head and body were properly covered when in public.
Imam Hussain [as] was often heard saying, "A house without Sayyeda Sakina (AS) would not be worth living in".
Like any other four-to-five-year-old, when Sayyeda Sakina(S.A) went to sleep she wanted to spend some time with her father. Hussain ibn Ali as would tell her stories of the Islamic Prophet Muhammad Saww and of the battles fought by her grandfather Ali ibn Abi Talib.
There was a special bond between Sayyeda Sakina(S.A) and her paternal uncle, Hazrath Abbas [as]. He loved her more than he did his own children.
Throughout the event of Karbala, Sakina's personality shines like a star. On the 10th of Muharram, when the kids spoke nothing but Al-Atash Al-Atash (Oh Thirst Oh Thirst). It was Sakina who went up to her uncle with the empty Mashk requesting him to get some water for the children.
As the night descended, Imam Hussain's sacred head was cut off by Yazid's army, Bibi Zaynab took it on herself to protect the ladies and children. She gathered all the ladies and children, into one small space in between the gutted tents. Imam Sajjad [as] lay on the ground surrounded by these widows and orphans. There was no fire, no light. Only the moon cast its dull light. After a little while, Zaynab bint Ali as noticed that Sayeda Sakina was missing.
After searching for her for a long time, Zaynab bint Ali as went to the place where the body of her brother Hussain ibn Ali as lay and cried, "O my brother, Sayeda Sakina, who you left in my care, is nowhere to be found. Where shall I look for her in this wilderness?" Just then, the moon came out from behind a cloud and Zaynab bint Ali saw Sayeda Sakina laid on her father, sleeping on his chest like she always used to.
She shook the child awake and said, Oh, Sayeda Sakina! How did you recognize your father? A person can be recognized by their face or the clothes they wear. Your father is beheaded and his clothes are covered with red scars of blood. Sukaina replied innocently, I wanted to tell my father about what the people had done to me. I wanted to tell him how Shimr (l.a.)had robbed the earrings that my father had so lovingly given me. I wanted to tell him how he had ripped them from my ears leaving my earlobes torn and bleeding. I wanted to tell him how the beast had mercilessly slapped me when I cried in pain. When I was running aimlessly in the desert I thought I heard my father's voice telling me he was here[Ilaiya Ilaiya Sakina]. I followed the voice and I found him lying here.
The hardships for Sakina never ceased even after Karbala. From Karbala to Kufa and from Kufa to Syria, she went through continuous torture and misery.
When Yazid heard the news of the caravan reaching the outskirts of Damascus, he ordered them to stop, while he and the people of Damascus prepared for celebrations and jubilations. This caravan of holy prisoners was made to wait outside Damascus for four days. They were treated like animals, with their hands tied; and no food or water was given.
While the Ahl ul Bayt were in prison, Yazeed ordered Imam Hussein [as]'s head to be sent to the dungeons so that the continuous wailing may stop for sometime. Janabe Sakina after receiving the head of her father sees him in a dream, in her dream He tells her that he will be here soon. She wakes up searching for him but, realizes he is gone. Sakina was silent for a long time lying with the head. Imam Sajjad [as] noticed and went to her to feel her forehead. It was cold. It was one of the toughest times for our Imam to declare that her 4-year-old sister had passed away in the dungeons of Syria.
Bibi Zaynab sa held the still child as Imam Sajjad [as] dug a grave for her sister. Sayeda Sakina's clothes were burnt in Karbala, and due to injuries, had intermingled with her flesh. Therefore, she was buried in the same burnt, ripped clothes right there in the Dungeon of Syria. As the grave was being filled up after the burial the mother let out a scream. All the ladies huddled around her, and the prison walls began to shake with the cry, “Ya Sakina, Ya Mazloomah (O Sakina! O Oppressed one!)”.
We pray to Allah SWT in the name of this honorable daughter of Imam Hussain to grant us the passion to follow this religion, for which our Imam sacrificed his 4 years Sakina.
رَبَّنَا تَقَبَّلْ مِنَّا إِنَّكَ أَنتَ السَّمِيعُ الْعَلِيمُ
اَللَّهُمَّ صَلِّ عَلى مُحَمَّدٍ وَّآلِ مُحَمَّدٍ وَّعَجِّلْ فَرَجَهُمْ
وَالْعَنْ أَعْدَائَهُمْ اَجْمَعِيْن
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