CONGRATULATIONS ON FORTUITOUS BIRTH OF HAZRAT VALI ASR (MAY OUR SOULS BE SACRIFICED FOR HIM)   IMAM MAHDI (MAY ALMIGHTY GOD HASTEN HIS COMING)

A STAR BEGAN TO SHINE AND BECAME THE MOON OF OUR GATHERING

Ahmad son of Isaac  Ghomi narrated that: "One day I went to meet Imam Hassan Asgari (p.b.u.h.) I wanted to ask him who is the successor of that Imam? Before I had proposed my question, Imam (p.b.u.h.) prescribed: " thou! Ahmad son of Isaac! God has not kept empty of His contention as of the time Adam was created so far and it will be the same till pandemonium, so that the land is protected of the catastrophe and rain comes down and the earth produces its graces."  I said: Son of prophet! Who is Imam and caliph after you? Imam Hassan Asgari (p.b.u.h.) stood up and entered a room, then took a three year old boy at hands and exited the room, while the face of that child was bright as the moon of 14^th night. Then he prescribed: " Ahmad son of Isaac! If it was not for the sake of your benevolence with God and divinity, I would not show to you my son. He bear the same name and title of prophet of God (p.b.u.h.). He shall fill the earth with justice and equality when it has been filled with depression. God will keep him out of the eyes of the others and no one will get release of his absence except those who believe in his Imamate and pray for his coming."

Alas! If he suddenly comes like a falling star, when our homes, our cities, our land have not been yet sewed and cleaned. Alas! If his coming is depending on cleaning of our bodies and our souls, while we are engaged in ourselves by our negligence. Alas! If we are asked about duties of the Muslims in the era of absence, while we might not arrange the alphabet. Alas! If 15^th day of Month: Shaban is not the prologue of renewal of our promise for all the months and all the years.

The 12^th Imam of Shiite was born in the night of 15^th day of Shaban, the year: 255 lunar calendar in city of Samera. His respectful father Imam Hassan Asgari (p.b.u.h.) had no other child and was hiding this one. His honorable mother was a deserved woman named Narjes, also called Sousan, Seyghal, Malakieh. She was the daughter of Yousha'a, son of Roman Caesar, grand son of Shamoun, one of disciples of Jesus who was selected as the wife of 11^th Imam in a wonderful way.

The mothers put us on the land in the era of absence and poured into our throats the sweet of emergence. The fathers have taken our fingers every Friday to take us to Nodbeh Prayers. The teachers whispered into our ears  as the first letter, the words of kindness with sun in the sky, and we, by reading the prayers every morning, remind to us that we are waiting! Were are waiting for the star of the morning! We are waiting for his raising hands to fertilize us.

O! creator of the morning! In the gallant day which commences and in all the days when my lips are sweetened by your name, I renew my old bounds with the owner of the morning and Imam of the time and make the hands of my allegiance in his transparent hands, so that the while poem of this love is repeated in the scene of my heart.

The current freshness of this promise and this allegiance shall never leave the garden of my memories and I always wear the green shawl of his kindness so that it caress my trembling shoulders.

If the hands of your destiny made me wear the white dress of afterlife and if the tree of my life was surrendered to the winter and eternal sleep and if I was separated from that spring, so, when the kind face of that bright moon is emerged in the sky of eyes of the people, awaken me from alter of my grave and grant to me the opportunity of pilgrimage so that I might call you and pilgrim your Mecca.

The window of heart of those who are waiting for you, is open to your grand sky so that by your pointing out, the dust of sorrow and grief of absence leaves the hearts and the eyes look at the rain of emergence.

God!

Shorten the long night of separation by the augur of emergence of the moon, that the night lovers have still closed their eyes to the sacred morning and we faithful people feel that raising of the sun is near.

When you come, the hearts of the people are filled with worship and obedience and justice is distributed all over the world and God will uproot the lies by you and will remove the oppression and rapacity and takes out the collar of slavery and abjection from the necks of the creatures.

When you come, the inhabitants of land and the sky shall love you, the sky shall release to us the rain, the earth shall let the plants grow. The people shall wish that all those dead, would be alive to feel the real justice, the true peace. When you come, all the nations shall take shelter in your bosom, just like the honey bees that take shelter with their queen.

Your coming, doubtlessly, shall make the greatest party of the world and shall lead the destiny of the world to final well-being.