Abbas - The Standard Bearer of Husain

better if my head lies on the sand when I die, just as yours

would be. Besides, I am your slave and you are my master. It

is too much for me to put my head on your lap.

Husain burst into uncontrollable tears. The sight of his brother, whose name was to become a byword for devotion and unflinching faithfulness, laying down his dear life in his arms, was heart-rending.

Abbas was heard to whisper softly:

My master, I have some last wishes to express. When I was

born, I had my first look at your face and it is my last

desire that when I die, my gaze may be on it, too. My one