No matter how much I praise his manners, it won’t do justice. From childhood, he was like a Quran in our house.
When I wanted to wake him up in the mornings, I would not pull his blanket away. He would wake up with just one kiss.
During the three-month summer holidays, he used to say “I don’t want to go out and play in the street. I’ll be wasting my time. I would rather learn a trade. I’ll work for a fruit seller.” He would work to such an extent that when he returned at night, he would be exhausted. I used to say, “Why do you do this to yourself?” He would answer “It’s not a problem. Working is a type of worship. Who works without experiencing any hardship?” He would also say, “Imam Ali (as) used to work day in and day out. He would water the gardens and plant trees. Have I come to this world to simply eat and sleep?”
This boy did not rest or take breaks. Whenever I went out and he was at home, he would pick up the broom and sweep the house. His manners were such that everyone was pleased with him.
This was a story from the life of Shahid… Ibrahim Hemmat… a young and active youth, who gave his all for Allah’s sake, and left this world as a shahid….