We Invited Him, and He Accepted the Invitation
We were attending an iftar gathering for a martyr’s family, and Hajj Qassem was present as well. He moved among the people, greeting them and inquiring about their wellbeing.When he reached our table, he asked specifically about Fatima and Zainab, the martyr’s daughters. Remarkably, he knew all the names of the children of the martyrs. Hussein expressed gratitude for his presence, and Hajj Qassem smiled, saying, “Invite me, and I’ll come to your house.”
I could hardly believe it. How could Hajj Qassem, with his countless concerns and responsibilities, come to our home? I asked Hussein in disbelief, “Is Hajj joking?” My son, just as astonished, replied, “No, I think he was serious.”The following morning, at 7:00 a.m., the phone rang. It was a message: “Hajj Qassem will come to your house for lunch.”Shocked and overjoyed, Hussein and I rushed out, waiting for the shops to open so we could prepare for our special guest. I suggested buying sangak bread, but Hussein cautioned, “Mother, don’t do that. Hajj prefers simplicity and won’t accept more than one type of food.”We bought only the essentials, preparing a traditional dish from the north. Later, the phone rang again with a message: “Your guest will be Hajj Qassem alone, so don’t prepare more than necessary. Keep it simple.”Narrator: The wife of Martyr Ismail Haidari
We were attending an iftar gathering for a martyr’s family, and Hajj Qassem was present as well. He moved among the people, greeting them and inquiring about their wellbeing.When he reached our table, he asked specifically about Fatima and Zainab, the martyr’s daughters. Remarkably, he knew all the names of the children of the martyrs. Hussein expressed gratitude for his presence, and Hajj Qassem smiled, saying, “Invite me, and I’ll come to your house.”
I could hardly believe it. How could Hajj Qassem, with his countless concerns and responsibilities, come to our home? I asked Hussein in disbelief, “Is Hajj joking?” My son, just as astonished, replied, “No, I think he was serious.”The following morning, at 7:00 a.m., the phone rang. It was a message: “Hajj Qassem will come to your house for lunch.”Shocked and overjoyed, Hussein and I rushed out, waiting for the shops to open so we could prepare for our special guest. I suggested buying sangak bread, but Hussein cautioned, “Mother, don’t do that. Hajj prefers simplicity and won’t accept more than one type of food.”We bought only the essentials, preparing a traditional dish from the north. Later, the phone rang again with a message: “Your guest will be Hajj Qassem alone, so don’t prepare more than necessary. Keep it simple.”Narrator: The wife of Martyr Ismail Haidari
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