[frame="15 10"]IN THE NAME OF GOD THE COMPASSIONATE THE MERCIFUL
I WELCOME YOU, OH! THE MONTH OF MOHARRAM
With a stream of tears rolling down my eyes,
I welcome you, Oh! The month of Moharram.
As you change the year of Islamic calendar,
You fill the hearts with pain and sorrow;
You revive the memory of an unequalled grief,
Which offers the hope for a better tomorrow.
With a storm of pride rocking my soul,
I welcome you, Oh! The month of Moharram.
Embedded in your name is the glory of my faith,
Hidden in your days are the wails and woes;
Lying in your lap is the scale of truth,
To draw a line between friends and foes.
With an ocean of piety, giving me frenzied thrills,
I welcome you, Oh! The month of Moharram.
You witnessed the journey of the Prophet’s family,
Who faced death,anguish and agony for Allah’s Sake;
The eternal verities which they preserved,
All the brutal onslaughts have failed to shake.
“ Haqeeqate abadee hei muqame Shabbeeree,
Badalte rahtey hein andaze Kufiyo Shamee.”
(The position of Shabbeer(Hazrat Imam Husain)
represents an everlasting reality,
Though the ways (of atrocities) of Koofa( Karbala ) and
Sham( Syria ) keep changing.)
"Sir Dr. Allama Iqbal”[/frame]