Chapter 94: Zubair reached Wasit
After crossing the desert, Zubair was passing through a lush green area one night around three o'clock.His limbs were exhausted due to constant restlessness.
He was exploding with a headache.
Despite the speed of the horse, the pleasant breezes of the previous evening were forcing him to be unaware of the world.
Despite an indomitable determination, sometimes his eyes would close automatically, his hands would loosen his grip on the reins and the horse's pace would slow down for a while, but a thought would suddenly shoot into his heart like a sharp spear.
He would look at the stars in amazement and speed up his horse.
His destination was near.
He was giving Sulaiman's letter to Saleh in his imagination. At the door of the prison, Muhammad ibn al-Qasim was standing side by side.
He was saying "Muhammad!" I don't want to burn anymore. In the thick and cool shade of a tree on the bank of a river. And look, I will not be awakened until I wake up refreshed myself. Sleep is such a strange thing. The relief of every sorrow, the cure of every pain.
I want to sleep at least once. But no ___
My friend!
Seeing you safe,My sleep
And the fatigue will go away?
The morning star was appearing in the east.
Zubair's imagination was taking him far away. He was once again standing on a mound on the way to Dabil.
And these words of the young and young general were echoing in his ears.
Zubair!
I envy the life of this star.
How short is his life. So high is his aim. See, this is addressing the world saying,
"Do not pity my temporary life."
Nature had sent me as the messenger of the Sun and I am going to fulfill my duty.
I wish !
May I also perform the duty of the morning star before the rising of the sun of Islam in this country.
Zubair felt a pang in his heart and once again he let go of the tired horse at full speed. The darkness of the night was closing in from the east.
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