Home In Sorrow 8: Zuljanah Oh Zuljanah
8: Zuljanah Oh Zuljanah

Written by: Suhayl Nasser, Zahida Nasser, Abul Kassim and Ali Murtaza
Lead Reciter: Suhayl Nasser
Inspired by: Zuljanah Ay Zuljanah (Shahid Baltistani – 2005)

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The Lady of Jannah, Bibi Khatoon had asked, where is my child, Zuljana

Zuljanah Oh Zuljanah
Where is my child, Zuljanah
Where is my child, Zuljanah
 
1.              
The grandson of the Prophet of Allah, in a strange land my son was left thirsty
They left his body on the plains in the heat, how do I bear such pain and misery
In the darkness of this night, my son is nowhere in sight, where is my child, Zuljanah

2.              
He carried the bodies of the martyrs, bathed in the blood of his infant Asgher
He pulled a lance from the heart of Akber; saw his own brother struck by a spear
All of this did break his heart, on the banks of the Furat, where is my child, Zuljanah

3.              
Zuljanah you did all you could for Husayn, but I ask you why is there blood on your head
Why do I feel this is the blood of my son, as Abbas fell I knew this blood would be shed
Zuljanah don’t be ashamed, it is not you that is blamed, where is my child, Zuljanah


4.              
Tell me how will his little daughter sleep, yes Ruqayya who used to sleep on his chest
The child who held you back when you took Husayn, what will they say in response to her quest
Do not tell her what happened, into grief she will descend, where is my child, Zuljanah

5.              
What must he have felt when Akber left, as you know he walked out behind his son
When his son called out for him on that day, you raced him out and were not outdone
With his blood you are now drenched, I know your thirst isn’t quenched, where is my child, Zuljanah

6.              
What did he do to be betrayed so much, there was no one in the end who was not stray
Loved by the Prophet he was the righteous, you were loyal to him and did not betray
Do one last thing tell me, do one last thing tell me, where is my child, Zuljanah