 On the 20th of Safar, on the 40th of Imam Al-Qusayn, Alayhi As-Salam, Jabir Ibn Abdel Lahil Ansari, the companion of Rasulullah, sallallahu alayhi wa ala, came to visit Karbala, with a companion of his by the name of Atiyyah. At this point, Jabir had lost his eyesight, so he told Atiyyah, ya Atiyyah, take me to the river of Rath. He took him to the river of Rath, where he did a ghusl, he performed a wash. And then he came out, he wore the best of his clothes, and he took some perfume and perfumed himself. Then he started taking shorter steps towards the grave of Abiyyah, Abdullah al-Qusayn. There is a tradition that suggests that when they arrived to the graves, Jabir Ibn Abdel Lahil Ansari asked, Atiyyah, ya Atiyyah, take me to the grave of Abiyyah, Abdullah al-Qusayn. Atiyyah said, ya Jabir, I don't know which is the grave of Imam Al-Qusayn, Alayhi As-Salam. Back in those days, the grave of the Imam was just sand, and there were a bunch of sands, a bunch of, you know, graves there. He said, I don't know which is the grave of the Imam, Sallallahu alayhi wa alayhi. Jabir said to him, take me to each grave, I will tell you which one is the grave of Abiyyah, Abdullah al-Qusayn. So Atiyyah took him, he go by the first grave, he started picking up some of the sand and smelling it, until he arrived at the grave of Abiyyah, Abdullah al-Qusayn. He picked up some of the sand and smelled it. He said, ya Atiyyah, this is the grave of Abiyyah, Abdullah al-Qusayn. Atiyyah asked him, how do you know your job? He said, I've kissed Hussain, I've smelled Hussain, I know his smell. And this is the smell of Abiyyah, Abdullah al-Qusayn. Indeed, Abiyyah Abdullah has a perfume as we read in Hadith al-Qusayn, whenever Imam Hussain and Imam Ali al-Salam came to the house of Fatima, they said, ya Fatima, we smell a beautiful fragrance. It appears to be the fragrance of Rasulullah, sallallahu alayhi wa alayhi. This is not some perfume that the Prophet had, but the Prophet himself has emanated a perfume, a beautiful fragrance. Imam Ali had a smell, Fatima al-Salam had a smell. Imam al-Hussain and Imam al-Qusayn jaber stood on the grave of Abiyyah, Abdullah al-Qusayn. Then he threw himself on the grave of Imam al-Qusayn, alayhi al-Salam. Three times he cried, ya Hussain. Habiyyah, wa anna laka bil jawaa, wa qad fusila raksuka an jasad. O Hussain, I am your beloved Jaber, and you're my beloved Hussain. Respond to your beloved Jaber, ya Abdullah. But how can you respond when your head has been separated from your body? Then Jaber, alayhi al-Salam, said, I bear witness that we are with you and we are partners and associates in what you endured. And insha'Allah, in the ranks that you will be resurrected within the day of judgment. Atiyyah asked him, he said, ya Jaber, what are you talking about? How could we be the associates and partners in their agir and with them on the day of judgment? These people fought, they shed their blood for Abiyah Abdullah and Hussain, alayhi al-Salam. These people had their heads and limbs separated from their bodies. We did not experience any of this. So how can we be their partners and associates? Jaber said, I heard my beloved Rasulullah, alayhi al-Salam, saying anyone who loves a group of people and agrees with their action, then Allah swt will associate them with their action and will resurrect them with them on the day of judgment, insha'Allah. And I bear witness that I love Abiyah Abdullah al-Hussain and I agree with everything he did. And then he recited, az-Ziyarah of Abiyah Abdullah al-Hussain, alayhi al-Salam known as the Ziyarah of Jaber ibn Abdullah al-Amsari. Then after finishing the Ziyarah, Atiyah said, ya Jaber, I am seeing a crowd of people coming from a distance. Jaber said, let's go investigate. If it is a crowd from Ubaidullah ibn Ziyah, we would go and hide. But if it is my beloved master Imam al-Sajjad, alayhi al-Salam, then I will go and greet him. The news came to Jaber, ya Jaber, get up. This is your master Zain al-Aabdi. He's come back with the family. Get up and greet him. Jaber got up, ran towards Imam al-Sajjad, alayhi al-Salam, fell over his hands and his feet kissing them. Crying, ya Ibn Rasulullah, ma dhajarah fi karbala. O son of Rasulullah, tell me what happened in Karbala? Imam al-Sajjad started weeping and crying. Ya Jaber, where shall I begin from? Ya Jaber, huna qutila, rijaluna, wasubiyat nisauna. This is the place where our men were killed, our women were taken as prisoners. And then the family came back to Karbala. When Zain al-Aabdi, alayhi al-Salam, smelled the fragrance of Imam al-Hussein coming from his grave. She threw herself from the camel onto the bar, onto the grave of Abi Abdullah crying. O brother of Abdullah, shall I tell you what I endured in my journey? Shall I show you my body? It's turned black from the beatings of many. Every time I cry for you, every time I call you, they beat me with their wigs, they hit me with their sticks. Then Zain al-Hussein, the daughter of Hussein, threw herself also on the grave of her father Imam al-Hussein crying. I am your beloved Zain al-Hussein. Father, oh father, what a difficult journey it was. Your enemies hit me, they beat me, oh father Abdullah. Then came Rabab, she said, ya Ali Sajjad, Imam Sajjad, where is the grave of my son Ali al-Azhar, Abdullah Rabih, where is his grave? He looked at her and said, Rabab, when I buried the body of my father, I heard a voice from his throat. He didn't have a head to talk. So the throat spoke. The throat spoke. He said, Buna'i Ali wa Sidra Zia'i ala sadri. Oh my son Ali, keep my baby on my chest. So I buried my brother Ali al-Azhar, Abdullah, on the chest of my father, ya Rabab. Ah, poets tried to speak it in this language. Poets tried to put you in this beautiful image, this beautiful picture, this painful picture. Asif Rabab said to Imam Sajjad, ya Ali Sajjad, you put the baby on the chest of Hussein. But the chest of Hussein was crushed under the horses of many. So Hussein did not have a chest. Where did you put the baby, ya Ali Sajjad? Zainab, Salam al-Aliya, got up from the grave of Abiy Abdullah. Where are you going, ya Zainab? I am going to the son of my father. I am heading to the river of Raya. I am going to the son of my father. I am going to the son of my father. I am going to the son of my father. I am going to see Abbas. She sat next to the grave of Abu Al-Fadl, weeping, crying, ahia balfa. The poets tried to picture this. Zainab is having a conversation with Abu Al-Fadl Al-Abbas. She tells him, brother Abbas, can I give you my hands? And you take me back to Medina. Can I give you my eyes? But you come back and look at me one more. Brother Abbas, you promised to take care of me. Ever since we left Medina, I am now heading back to Medina, ya Abbas. Get up, take care of me. It is as if Abu Al-Fadl Al-Abbas replies back to her. As if he tells her. Zainab, do not blame your brother Abbas. Forgive me, ya Zainab. If I had my right hand and my left hand, if they did not shoot me with an arrow in my eye, I would have never let them take you as a prisoner, ya Zainab. Ah, then the family spent about three days in Karbala, mourning and weeping. It is said also a nearby tribe known as Bani Assad. When they heard the family has come back, and they started mourning and weeping, they had one of the earliest Majalists of Aza in Karbala. I say, ya Abba Abdullah, I wish you, ya Zainab. I wish you are here to see all those millions of people coming for the zero. All of them are saying, As-salamu Alaikum, Abba Abdullah. All of them are crying and weeping for you. It is said when Rasulullah sallallahu alayhi wa ala told Fatima al-Zahra'i alayha as-salam that Imam al-Hussain will be killed in Karbala. She cried, she said, ya Rasulullah, will you be with him? Will his father Ali ibn Abi Talib be with him? Will I be with him? Will his brother Imam al-Hassan be with him in Karbala? The Prophet said, no, ya Fatima, none of us will be with him. So then Fatima alayhi as-salam cried and said, ya father, father, ya Rasulullah, then who will be crying for my Zainabi Abdullah al-Hussain? Rasulullah sallallahu alayhi wa ala said, ya Fatima, Allah will create for him lovers and Shi'a followers who will mourn for him and weep and weep and cry for him day and night. I say, ya Allah, make us among those Shi'a and those lovers who come and weep for him. Abdullah al-Hussain.