He saw Khalid and Ali in front of the stable and asked,
"Khalid, you haven't slept yet?"
He replied,
"None of us slept."
Muhammad ibn al-Qasim said,
"Go and rest!"
But I want to go with you!
Muhammad ibn al-Qasim answered by placing his hand on Khalid's shoulder.
I am aware of your sentiments,
but expediency demands that you stay here.
Is there such a war(jihad) in my life in which,
I do not need companions?
I cannot refuse to obey my master's orders.
But your waiting here is such that every hour of waiting will be the resurrection.
Muhammad ibn al-Qasim replied,
"This is not the order of your lord."
Your friend has a wish.
In these circumstances it is not right for you to support me.
You can come later.
You are one amazing person whose presence will be truly missed by all of us.
Have a safe journey.
Goodbye,My friend!
Bye!!
Bye!!
Khalid looked at Ali in despair and he brought the horse out of the stable.
Muhammad ibn al-Qasim rode on a horse and extended his hand to shake hands.
Khalid,overcome with emotion, put her hand on his lips.
you are one amazing person whose presence will be truly missed by all of us.
Have a safe journey.Goodbye,my friend!
bye!!
bye!!
My friend!
My bro !
Goodbye !
Khalid's tears fell on Muhammad ibn al-Qasim's hands.
He freed his hand and turned towards Ali.
Ali held her hand firmly in his hands and started sobbing saying God bye in a trembling voice.
While leaving the door,
Muhammad ibn al-Qasim looked back and saw three women standing a few steps away in the yard.
Khalid said to Ali,
The personality of Muhammad ibn al-Qasim is very Good.Besides being a great general, Muhammad ibn al-Qasim is also an excellent administrator. He established peace and order as well as a good administrative structure in the areas,he conquered. He is a kind hearted and religious person.He has great respect for other religions.
At the time when the call to prayer was resounding in the mosques of Basra. Muhammad ibn al-Qasim was passing through the market in which some time ago the people of Basra had seen the magnificent procession of the seventeen-year-old general of the forces that invaded Sindh.
Some distance from the city he offered morning prayers by a stream and mounted his horse and left it at a gallop.
The labor was not due to my wind.
There had to be some connection between the tree and the fruit.
The nameless distance is destined, so what is the grief?
The destination is sometimes determined by the journey.
If you have left, there will be evening somewhere on the way.
Even the sun will come through this life.
I did not have a friend to meet myself,
I was lost in the crowd fearing loneliness.
No one has ever found grace in this world.
What we hope!
Even though everyone knows.The moments of happiness are very few.
And the nights of sorrow are very long.
Even after enduring endless tortures, the desires remain like a witch for a tired existence.