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Melica's Heart Story

 

Part 1

My father was Joshua, the son of the Caesar of the Roman Empire. My mother was one of the descendants of Saint. Simon, the successor of Jesus Christ (PBUH). I was only 13 when my grandfather -the Caesar- wished to marry me to his brother's son. A magnificent Royal wedding was planned; a throne decorated with priceless jewels was prepared which was standing on 40 stands. The groom was sat on the throne and the crosses were displayed. In presence of thousands of Royal guests, the bishops and priests stood in front of the throne and started to recite the Bible. Suddenly, the crosses fell on the ground and the throne's stands broke; my cousin fell and passed out. The bishops were frightened and told my grandfather that, the incident was inauspicious and it was a sign of declining of the Christian religion of the Empire; the bishops requested my grandfather not to perform the wedding. After a while, my grandfather ordered the stands of the throne to be repaired and the crosses hanged again ... . The same incident happened and the bishops did not perform the wedding ceremony.

The Royal wedding was off ... .



Part 2

That night I dreamed that Jesus Christ along with my ancestor Saint. Simon and other disciples were present in my grandfather's Palace. In place of the throne there was a light-full pulpit which was encompassed by a column of light from heavens down to the Palace.

After a while a group of men entered the room who were as bright as the stars; Jesus (PBUH) greeted them and held them in his arms, they were Mohammad -the final prophet- and his successor and his descendants.

Mohammad told Jesus (PBUT) that he was there to ask the daughter of Jesus's successor to be married to his son, the son of his successor; Mohammad pointed to one of his descendants called Imam Hassan Askari. Jesus looked at Saint Simon and told him that he was honored and asked him to accept this auspicious marriage, and so did my ancestor, Saint Simon. Then Mohammad (PBUH&HP) stood on the light-full pulpit and announce my marriage to Imam Hassan Askari... .

When I woke up, I kept my dream a secret. From that moment on, I had fallen so much in love with Imam Hassan Askari that I couldn't eat or drink any more and I became ill .... .



Part 3

My grandfather summoned doctors from all over the places and no one was able to cure me. When my grandfather lost all hope for my recovery, he asked me to request anything I wished; I asked my grandfather to free the Muslim prisoners of wars and I said that if he did so, there was hope that Jesus and his mother (PBUT) would heal me. My grandfather accepted my request partly and became kinder to the Muslim prisoners and I pretended that I had gotten better and started to eat a little .... .

14 nights later I dreamed that Mary -Mother of Jesus- and Fatima -daughter of Mohammad- (PBUT) along with beautiful Houries from heavens came to visit me. Holy Mary pointed to Lady Fatima and said that she was the Lady of all Ladies and the the mother of my husband. I threw myself on her feet and cried and asked for the reason why her son had not yet visited me. Lady Fatima told me that I had not yet confessed Islam as called for by Jesus and then the lady looked at lady Mary and said that she was her sister in faith; Lady Fatima continued and told me that if I wanted God and Jesus and Mary to be pleased with me and if I wished Imam Hassan Askari to visit me, I needed to profess uniqueness of God and the Prophet-hood of her father, Mohammad. When I repeated those celestial words, Lady Fatima embraced me and I was healed, after that Lady Fatima told me to wait for his son Imam Hassan Askari; she said that she would sent him to me ... .



Part4

The next night, I saw the Imam in my dream. When I saw him, I cried and complained about all the times that he did not come to visit me. I told my beloved that I wished to give my life for him. My Lord told me that the only reason he did not come to visit me was because I had not yet confessed Islam and he said that with my confession of Islam, he was going to visit me in my dreams every night until we would meet.

From then on, I saw him in my dreams every night until we met... . In one of my dreams, the Imam told me that my grandfather was going to dispatch an army against Muslims and he told me to disguise myself as one of the servants and go with the soldiers, I did so ... .The Muslims captured us as prisoners and shipped us to the Islamic territories. As a princess in my grandfather's palace, I was taught many languages and Arabic was one of them. I pretended that I was a slave and introduced myself as Narjes -a common name of slave- and not as Melica, the princess of Roman Empire. I was presented to be sold while I was so frightened and worried ... .

Part5



A man holding a letter came to me -while I was resisting to be sold to anyone- and gave the letter to me. I opened the letter, it was written in Roman by Imam Hassan Askari's father -Imam Haadi-; I kissed the letter and cried and told the person selling me, that if he did not sell me to the holder of the letter I would not go with anyone. So, I left that place with the representative of Imam Haadi (PBUH) ... .

I was taken to the house of Imam Haadi and the Imam told me that I would be mother of a son who would fill the world with justice. I asked: who will be the father?

He said: who did Mohammad and Jesus (PBUT) marry you to, that night in your dream?

I said: to your beloved son.

He said: Do you know him?

I said: I have been seeing him every night in my dreams eversince Lady Fatima (PBUH) embraced me ... .

Imam Haadi called his sister, Lady Hakimah, and told her that I was the one he had talked about. Lady Hakimah held me in her arms kindly and kissed me. I lived in Lady Hakimah's house for a while and learned about my religious duties and obligations (Ahkaam). Finally, Imam Hassan Askari and I met ... .

Month passed ... .One evening, lady Hakimah was visiting Imam Hassan Askari and I. When she was leaving, Imam told her to stay because the Promised Child was going to be born that night.

Part6



Lady Hakimah was surprised because my pregnancy was not showing at all; she went to the Imam and told him that she did not see any sign of pregnancy on me. Imam smiled and said: my dear aunt, at dawn, her pregnancy will become manifest; she is just like the mother of Moses who did not have any sign of pregnancy until the moment of Moses's birth, because Pharaoh used to kill the unborn children, this child is also in danger.

Lady Hakimah looked after me all through the night and at dawn, she held me in her arms and called out: O' Allah !; the Imam told her to recite the Surah”Qadr”. She asked me how I was? And I told her: just like my lord said, the Baby is appearing.

As she was reciting the Surah “Qadr” the Baby in my womb started to recite the Surah “Qadr” with her and then the baby told her: Salaam ... .

Lady Hakimah was frightened but the Imam said : my dear aunt! Do not be astonished at Allah's actions; Allah has created us -Mohammad's progeny- gifted and wise and able to talk before birth on this earth and as His proofs and Hojjats on earth ... . As the Imam was talking, it was as if, a curtain of light was hanged between me and lady Hakimah; frightened she became and ran towards the Imam. The Imam told her to return to me and that she would find me where I was; shortly after she returned, the curtain of light was lifted. She saw my lightful Baby prostrating to Allah; then the newborn Promised Child sat on his knees and while he had his fingers raised towards sky, he said: I profess that there is no God but Allah; and my grandfather is the Prophet of Allah; and my father is the Amir-Ol-Mo'menin and ... . He mentioned all the Imams before him and then he said: O'Allah! Bestow upon me what You have promised; and bring to an end, my Amr; and make firm, my steps; and replete the earth with justice and fairness.

And the angels came ...

Part7

I -Narjes- am no longer in this world but my heart is more broken than it ever was. My Promised Son -the one whom humanity had been waiting for- was born but lots of people have turned their backs to my son, Mahdi. Loving and obeying Mahdi is the only way for their salvation but they are choosing the transient pleasures of the world over the everlasting pleasures of living and dieing under the light of Allah. The time for Appearance of my son can happen sooner, only if the people realize the Divine goal of their lives and ask Allah to hasten Mahdy's Appearance. I see that the actions of the Shi'ah are presented to Mahdy every day and night; I see my son, benevolently praying for the Shi'ah and asking Allah for their forgiveness, I can see the tears in his eyes when he sees a Shi'ah who deviates from the Right Path.

Life shall be so beautiful when my son Appears; I wish that I will return at that time and be next to my son, I can not see my son so sad any more; he -just like his fathers and the Prophet (PBUT)- is very sad from the hard times that the Shi'ah are going through and he wishes to return so that the problems of humankind may be all solved; I am counting the seconds until his Appearance, what about you?!