The body that became the gift of Mother’s Day! / The story of some heartbreaking maternal farewells in the Ascension of the Martyrs + film

Life group: Mother Zahra’s birthday and the birth of Hazrat Zahra, peace be upon her, became an excuse to tell you about mothers who are of different sexes. The story of mothers familiar with martyrdom who hugged their beloved child for the last time.

My giant bones are burned!

As if it were her son’s wedding, she is dressed in white. Sitting on top of the body. She does not cry, she is gone from crying! He takes out his son’s bones one by one from the coffin and holds them in his hand and shows them to everyone. Others can not even bear to see this scene. Women are screaming. The men are shouting or Hussein. The pieces of bone are so small that they slip and fall between his fingers. “My Majid is burnt,” he says. His bones were grilled. I wanted to marry Majid. See his bones. See and do not say that the defenders of the shrine are going for money!

Only a mother understands how to walk her 25-year-old son to Rashid’s height and return with a handful of burnt bones. He holds the bones to his chest. He wants to sing a lullaby to his son so that he can sleep peacefully in his coffin. He whispers: “Lala lala, sleep … everyone is asleep, you are awake.”

I sent Zakaria like Ali Akbar, he returned like Ali Asghar!

After 5 years of waiting, his heart returned calmly. He does not want to go and see his Zakaria. The promise is to meet the Ascension of the Martyrs. They brought the body. Everyone is looking to see what he is doing ?! What does he do after all this waiting ?! Is standing. He stands up and prays two rak’ats of thanksgiving. He gently touches his beloved body with his fingertips. His heart does not calm down. He hugs the body and, like a child, shakes his son in his arms. There is no mention of that four-shouldered Zakaria. The body is so light that it reminds the mother of Ali Asghar, she says: I sent Zakaria like Ali Akbar, he came back like Ali Asghar!

Martyr Zakaria Shiri is one of the defenders of the shrine and one of the martyrs of Khantouman, who was martyred on December 25, 2015 at the age of 29 in the Aleppo region of Syria.

After 40 years of waiting

For 40 years, his eyes have been on the door day and night and his ears have been ringing for his son to return. The difficulty of this expectation can be understood from his sunken eyes and the wrinkles on his face. During these years, anyone who wanted to disappoint him stood firm and my son returned. But now that he is back, his legs can no longer stand! Khosrow hugs his 16-year-old and puts his head on his son’s body. The unspoken is with Khosrow! For 40 years, words have settled in his heart.

Martyr Khosrow Ghaderi Ghamsari is one of the martyrs of the eight years of the imposed war. He was born on July 1, 1965 in Tehran. He was martyred when he was 16 years old. His body was missing for a long time and he returned to his mother’s arms after 40 years.

I did not want to go to Ascension!

Mohammad Hussein, who was martyred, did not accept everything they told him to go to Meraj and see his son for the last time. He had heard that Mohammad Hussein had been martyred very hard. He did not want to see her again and stayed at home. At the insistence of Mohammad Hussein’s father, he was finally satisfied and went to Ascension to say goodbye.

He sits next to the body, looks at Mohammad Hussein’s face, his whole face is shot. There is no healthy place on his face! Heads up. What a difference between a picture of Mohammad Hussein and himself! Says: Mohammad Hussein, I have always heard Arba Arba shrine, but thanks to you, I see it today.

He caresses Mohammad Hussein’s face and sacrifices his charity. He raises his hands to speak with the mourning crowd or Hussein. The palms of his hands are bloodied. Tears flow from his face and he says in his heart: Mohammad Hussein, every time I raised my hand to say or Hussein, my hands were empty, but today your blood has become my honor and credit in the sight of God.

Martyr Mohammad Hossein Haddadian was born in 1974. He was martyred by the ISIS dervishes in the most tragic way in March 1996 on Pasdaran Street in Tehran. The tomb of this martyr is in the Imamzadeh of Ali Akbar (AS) in Chizar.

The body that became the gift of Mother’s Day!

Three years had passed since his martyrdom and he had not yet returned. It was Mother’s Day when they called and said that Meysam’s body had been examined. He was so happy that he did not know! Meysam had brought his body as a gift for Mother’s Day. He hugged the body they brought him and sang a lullaby to him. He used to say: Meysam has not been tired for three years and he should sleep!

Martyr Meysam Nazari was sent to Syria at the age of 27 as a volunteer Basij force along with the forces of the “Conquerors” Special Unit in Tehran. Receipt.

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