“so when asked Who was Prophet's grandson Hussain?I replied :Imbibe in the name of Hussainwith his name comes the blissthough his spring lost in deserts of Iraqhis treasury has yet vacant thresholdraise your hands and ask your wishesin the name of his Baby Dollin her name is Love for Dejectedgenerosity of Hussain extends beyondeven a handful of dust from his gravebeseech to it in the name of Infant AsgharI love to call it Khaak e Shifaheals the incurable wounds of heart.”