A darling of Huasyn bin Ali (radi Allahu ‘anhum) who once exclaimed that a house without her is not worth living in. At an impressionable age she traveled to Karbala with her family, where she witnessed the loss of her nearest male family members in front of her eyes.

And from there on endured immense trials and tribulations which she and other women of the ahl al-bayt endured with beautiful patience.

I can’t fathom the depravity and hopelessness of that moment when she cried “I am thirsty, O my uncle Abbas!” with parched lips on the plains of‪ ‎Karbala‬.