A letter found on the belongings of a young iraqi volunteer who died fighting isis.
How are you? I hope you are well.
I know that when I left, you were ill and I haven’t stopped worrying about you. I need you to start looking after yourself.
How is mum? Send her my salam, i know she isn’t in good health either.
Father. Tomorrow they are taking us to the battle front and I know I won’t be coming back.
I want to take this time to ask you for a few things.
After God, The Holy Prophet and The AhlulBayt, I only have you father.
Father. You know, like most of the other youth (in our country today) I am also oppressed (and this is why I left home to volunteer).
I want you to look after yourself and please don’t let your temper get the best of you. I know you stress a lot for us and this often gets you worked up.
Father, this world isn’t worth getting upset about. I worry about your old age and how the news of my death will shock you. So I ask you by Ali Ibn Abi Talib (as), do not be heartbroken over my death.
I want you to take care of mum. As soon as my 40th after the burial is over, take her shopping. Buy her colourful clothes. I don’t want her to grieve for me more than the 40 days. Tell her this is the will of her son Kareem, and be sure to buy it from my money.
Tell her, if she truly loves her son, don’t wear the black of sorrow longer than the 40 days. I know how she refused to take it off for many years when our grandfather passed away.
Father. I ask you by Abbas (as), do not hit my little siblings if they misbehave at home. They have nowhere to play other than the house.
Take good care of my sister, Raziya. Never break her heart.
Get my brothers married and live long enough to see their kids.
Father. When my body is returned home, take me to the mosque. Send my salams to Shaikh Kazim. Ask him to wash my body and lead the prayers for my funeral.
Ask him to pray for my forgiveness. I have many sins.
Tell them to leave my body in the mosque for two nights. I should have spent more time at mosque but I never onced entered this place nor did I ever pray here. I kept company with bad friends and they took me down a different road (away from worship).
Ask the people to forgive me for hurting them. I hever never wronged anyone in my life intentionally.
Ask uncle Sabr to forgive me. I know he isn’t happy with me. When you see him, kiss his hands from me and tell him this is from Kareem, he begs your forgiveness.
May God watch over you father. I will be waiting for you on the other side.
Mooooooodi (He signed off with His pet name)”
Al Fateha for the Shaheed!