01x29 - Biography of Mawlana

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Hassan Al-Sabbah.

Hassan Al-Sabbah.

He sensed the beginning of the end.

He began to teach

his son everything.

I always want you to stay connected with

me, even when you're alone in your chamber.

Meaning, to see me and to

hear me, even when I'm far away.

Among your wives and your children, there

are enemies to you, so beware of them.

God Almighty speaks the truth.

Cheer up, our master.

May God reward you

greatly in Doniazad.

And he tells him about the story that

will be told after his death and departure.

Finish writing the book.

Al-Hadi will be Hassan's successor

and will rule his castle after him.

So here I declare him

before you, my successor.

The owner of my place and position, and

the keeper of the key to heaven after me.

But Al-Hadi didn't have Hassan

Al-Sabbah's sagacity and strength,

and the jealousy around

him started to increase.

My obedience to you

is unto the last day

My master, son

of my great master.

Now you must understand that

you are not the same as before.

And of course, be

cautious of Barzak Amide.

And the young man was less and

simpler than what was expected of him.

Episode 29

"The Legacy of Our Master"

From our master, the

caller to God, the True King

our Imam,

the holder of the key to

heaven, Hassan Al-Sabbah,

to our loyal follower

and our secret servant, Siraj.

How's the toy that

you're moving?

I want you to start fueling his doubts

about the Abbasid caliph's intentions,

I want you to start fueling his doubts

about the Abbasid caliph's intentions,

To become scattered between a conspiracy

of many parties, relatives and the caliph.

And for you the peace

and prayers for safety,

and await our next command,

holder of the key to heaven.

What is it?

What?

What is it?

What are you doing?

My lord!

My lord!

What is happening?

What have I done wrong?

Why is this happening?

I apologise if I

disturbed your sleep,

in your room and

your comfortable bed.

We just came to check on you.

Check on me how?

Get out.

My lord.

My lord, what have I done?

My lord.

Just let me understand.

My lord.

I want you to experience

sleeping in hell.

The fire will ignite on the bed,

then, on your clothes,

and then it will eat your body.

I want you to taste

the sleep in Hell.

From our lord, the great Sultan

To Hassan Al-Sabbah,

the rebellious

Resident of the

castle, the misguided

The minister Siraj has

preceded you to hell.

He is now waiting for you.

His ablaze body was a meal

for the starving castle dogs.

And they remain hungry.

And they remain hungry.

Waiting for your inevitable fate.

Here is Omar Khayyam's last home.

Honestly, the

place is beautiful.

You will enjoy it here.

Especially as there's no

neighbor to bother you.

You'd enjoy being

buried here a lot, Omar.

Omar Khayyam's tomb

To its right, we’ll

plant a grapevine.

So sweet, to drink something

fresh in the morning.

So sweet, to drink something

fresh in the morning.

And on its left, the flowers

of Narcissus and Jasmine.

And when the breeze

blows, it stirs the leaves

The scent of

flowers fills the world.

People come to visit the kind

dead man who lived and died.

while trying to understand

the reason for his existence.

The reason for your

existence is to perplex Sahban.

Your presence in this world

Is to increase Sahban's confusion.

I wish I never knew you.

I wish I never knew you.

And when you visit

me, squeeze the grapes

And make a drink that reminds

you of your friend Omar Khayyam.

Wind blowing towards our

destruction, and no other purpose it has

But the assassination of

our souls is its intention

Sit in this radiant

garden and sip the wine

For from our dust the

garden will sprout tomorrow

Does it mean you'll

be a grape cluster

Or a flower, or what

exactly? Just so I know?

In time, Omar Khayyam

Under the ground turns into dust.

The dust with water comes

alive and turns into a tree

Or a flower.

Or a grape cluster.

People squeeze it and drink it

And say, this drink reminds us

of a poet who lived and died

His name was Omar Khayyam.

Some will say, may he rest in peace

Some will curse his soul,

And some will ask who

was Omar Khayyam!

As if I'm multiple Omar Khayyams.

As if I'm multiple Omar Khayyams.

One my say, this is the tomb

of Omar Khayyam, the infidel.

True.

And one may say,he

was faithful and ascetic.

True.

One may say, the madman.

True.

One says, the scholar.

Another says, the poet.

Everyone has their own word.

But which one are you, Omar?

Only the creator knows

the truth about Omar Khayyam.

Praise be to God.

No one will remember Sahban

When he dies, neither

for good nor for evil.

You're lucky, Sahban

This is great fortune.

So what is great fortune?

To die without a memory

No judgments or

evaluations from humans.

You are the lucky one, Sahban.

Neither for you nor against you.

The book of our Master's legacy

Which the angels dictated

to our master, Al-Hadi

Is a secret matter.

And within is special knowledge.

Glory be to God.

A strange matter.

If the people heard about it

Their minds won't believe it.

I heard our master say

Whoever memorizes

his book perfectly

Word by word

And letter by letter

Has no reward but heaven.

With a promise from our hidden Imam

For my part

I will memorize it by heart.

God bless you.

Memorization is The first

guarantee of the book's continuity.

It must be copied and distributed

To all preachers in the countries.

This is your task.

Copy the book

at least twenty times.

Each of us copies it And

memorizes it at the same time.

My father was a Shiite Muslim man

And I memorized

the Quran and Hadith

And I knew the virtues

of the Prophet's family.

And I aimed to know

Our distinguished Imam.

Then I got busy with worldly

matters And service to people

And I forgot the

honor of the search.

So God inflicted my enemies on me.

So I fled from city to city

So I fled from city to city

And when God saved us from

the predicament and I returned

I returned to seek the truth

I found all the caliphs

of the Abbasid Muslims

with no chivalry.

So I fled to Egypt

I found the true Imam

The caliph, Al-Mustansir Billah And

his successor Nizar, peace be upon him

So I recognized my

Imam and adhered to him.

But God inflicted on me the prince Of

the armies and he chased me to the sea

And God saved me with

the blessings of the Imam.

And God saved me with

the blessings of the Imam.

Barzak Amide.

Thanks to him, I'm not a

martyr of Nizam Al-Mulk.

Excuse me, Master.

Don't worry, Barzak, and

don't think too much.

Don't worry, Barzak, and

don't think too much.

Stay true to my covenant with you.

Kind-hearted and well-thinking.

And a believer.

It's like you're

hearing my questions!

It's like there's no veil

between my thoughts and you.

The doubt, Barzak

is the gate of hell.

True.

Not only the chosen youth will

go to heaven on my promise.

No!

You too.

And all the believers in

the high ranks of heaven.

Because you believed.

Praise be to God.

It's not me, Barzak, who

chooses the chosen one.

Nor did I choose you.

They are chosen by God.

And I rejoice in his choice.

And I accept it.

May God honor our Master.

May God honor our Master.

rejoice in Lord's choice

for you to be with me.

And he who rejoices

Does not question.

Because questioning ruins the joy.

My master, Al-Hadi.

Why are you standing alone?

I'm learning to think and meditate.

Like our Master.

Standing alone in the

castle is dangerous for you.

Dangerous from whom, Barzak?

I am in Alamut castle.

My father is it's lord

and I'm his successor.

Exactly my master.

You are his successor.

That's why it's a big risk for you

to be here without me or the guards.

Barzak.

Everyone in the

castle is my follower.

Should I fear my followers?

Everyone is your

father's followers,

Our Master Hassan Al-Sabbah.

Our Master Hassan Al-Sabbah.

and there's no

guarantee of loyalty.

Do you think your father

trusts any of his followers?

Then who does he trust?

Only Hassan Al-Sabbah.

That is the secret

of his strength.

You should also trust only one.

He is Al-Hadi.

But my father loves

you and trusts you.

Poor Master Al-Hadi.

He is still young in age.

Your feeling of his

lack of love for you

Is because you are

no longer his successor.

Your father really loved me.

But not as much as

he loved Doniazad.

And who will be the

successor of our Master

Time will tell.

I'll leave you to your

solitude, my Master.

But I will keep my eye on you.

With your permission, of course.

If Master Al-Hadi is

studying the stars and the sky

If Master Al-Hadi is

studying the stars and the sky

It's best he stands in the

same place our Master does.

A high place.

Our Master.

I asked for Al-Hadi.

I really don't know what to say!

Master Al-Hadi.

Atop the castle.

Atop the castle.

He stood, smiling in a strange way.

His face was lit

up like a full moon.

As I approached him.

He raised his hand as if to

stop me from coming closer.

Then he raised both hands upwards

Like he was praying.

And he began

He began to rise off the ground.

He ascended upwards.

An inch.

Two.

Three.

As if he was climbing

on the shoulders of angels.

And I stood there,

frozen, not believing.

And my mind was spinning.

My master Al-Hadi

is ascending upwards

While smiling.

Until he disappears into the sky.

And all I could see were the

sky and the twinkling stars.

And there's no

trace of master Al-Hadi.

Speak something else.

Speak more merciful words.

Al-Hadi ran away

like Doniazad!

Say that Al-Hadi ran away and buy

yourself some life and give me hope.

He didn't run away.

So you must've k*lled him!

God forbid, my master.

This is a miracle that I

have seen with my own eyes.

Who am I to k*ll our master,

Al-Hadi or to harm him?

I'll make an example out of you.

I'll cut you into pieces

while you're alive.

If he ran, I'd have said so.

It would have saved me from

your doubts and save my life.

But he didn't run.

And if I harmed him,

where would I hide his body?

You had said yourself that master

Al-Hadi wasn't an ordinary human.

That angels dictated him

and he had great traits.

Even now, I'm still shocked

And I can't believe

what my eyes have seen.

I thought surely our master, the key

holder of heaven, would explain what I saw.

Master Al-Hadi ascended.

He flew into the sky.

Alive.

That is his position

And his miracle and his status.

He is now with our master Nizar.

And the rest of the pure Imams.

You should be rejoicing, my master.

Rejoice.

Rejoice.

Not mourn and torment

your servant Barzak Amide.

Free me.

Free me and let

me inform the believers.

Let me tell them about the miracle.

It will make you in the eyes

of not only the castle residents

But in the eyes of all humans

Our lord, the key holder of heaven.

The one who has an

successor in heaven, alive.

What a grandeur!

What majesty!

What a divine inheritance!

Here!

Here I saw the wondrous

event with my own eyes.

I swear to God it's the

most amazing thing I've seen.

Our master Al-Hadi ascended upward

until he disappeared into the sky.

I try to catch him but

it's impossible!

There were intense lights

There were intense lights

and sounds like music.

Music unlike anything

I've ever heard before.

It was like

It was like divine joy.

A grand reception

fit for the unique young

man, our master.

I will search for him inside

and outside the castle, Barzak.

I will search for him inside

and outside the castle, Barzak.

If I find any trace

of him, alive or dead

I will not tire of asking.

And I will keep

asking until I k*ll you.

Your master Al-Hadi ran, and

you helped him, right Barzak?

Correct?

I swore to you, our lord,

that he ascended into the sky,

ascended right before my eyes.

I'll ask you the question again.

What have you done with

your master Al-Hadi, Barzak?

I told you what happened.

The angels filled dictated the book

to him lifted him on their shoulders.

Out of shock,

I told some preachers,

and asked them

to keep the secret.

You will k*ll me and

say that I k*lled him.

and that is a lie.

This will shake their faith in a

miraculous event that happened to me.

Who did you tell?

The first and second preacher.

They were extremely

reverent and believing.

Why don't you want to

believe me when they did?

And their faith in you

and your son exceeds all faith.

Especially after I told them of his last

wish which I was hesitant to tell you

as he bid me farewell

and ascended to the sky.

What was it?

He smiled and said,

Know, Barzak,

that our lord Hassan Al-Sabbah's

status is above all others.

that our lord Hassan Al-Sabbah's

status is above all others.

I swear, I spoke the truth.

As we said in previous lessons,

the believer

is perceptive and discerning.

And it is necessary

that

one considers

that trust in God

Your beloved Yahya

bin Sa'eed was ex*cuted.

And our master is

speaking to people.

And our master is

speaking to people.

Talk after talk after talk,

but your words neither

prevent injustice.

nor end turmoil.

Why are you so rude?

Respect and behave

in our master's presence.

Enough!

Shakib, the good

sit down.

Make room for him, boy.

Make room.

Sit.

Tell me.

What's your problem with words?

It doesn't prevent injustice.

The Esoterics are

on the wrong side.

And their leader sits

freely in his castle.

And his demons are everywhere.

What are we doing here?

Are we fighting false beliefs?

And what is our fate?

Execution and t*rture!

Where is the truth? Who is right?

The Seljuks or Hassan Al-Sabbah?

The Abbasid Caliphate

or the Fatimids?

Yahya is a young man whose parents

were m*rder*d by one of the Esoterics.

And Yahya himself was

ex*cuted unjustly by the Seljuks.

So what's the point of words

and what's the point of life?

So what's the point of words

and what's the point of life?

And what's the point of

talking about the religion?

God have mercy on him.

Yahya ibn Said.

A young Muslim.

Very sincere.

But God bestowed upon him a gift.

The gift of sincerity.

And this sincerity is a secret

that God does not

give to just anyone!

This secret existed in Yahya.

And this secret God

places in honest hearts.

Imagine

for instance

in our time.

If we were truly sincere.

Hassan Al-Sabbah would not

have appeared in our lives.

But unfortunately.

We are divided.

And there are other issues

that need to be discussed

even though Hassan

Al-Sabbah is wrong

but the people around him

may greatly believe in him.

They become a force.

force.

To be reckoned with.

And we

think we are in the right.

And we pray God

that we may be right

but unfortunately.

We lack sincerity.

So we become divided

scattered

and weak.

and weak.

We can't stand up to anyone.

But

no matter how few

the sincere ones are

victory will be their

ally by God's will.

In the name of God, the Most

Gracious, the Most Merciful.

Do you really think that you

will enter paradise without

going through what those who

went before you went through

going through what those who

went before you went through

They were afflicted with severe

poverty, ailments and were so shaken.

Until the Messenger says,

And those who believed with him,

When will the

victory of Allah come?

Indeed, the victory

of Allah is near.

God speaks the truth.

Hang in there.

Come on, one more time.

- It's almost over.

- Oh dear Lord.

It's almost over.

A boy.

It's a boy, Nourhan.

As his father wished.

What will you name him?

Sa'eed.

And what's above the castle

But a sky that won't answer

your question, Hassan!

Hassan Al-Sabbah.

Who am I, Barzak?

The Proof.

The Evidence.

The owner of the key to heaven.

The imam's image.

The first preacher.

The protecter and

leader of the believers.

Who is Hassan Al-Sabbah's successor?

Peace be upon our master, Al-Hadi.

He was with us on earth.

He was the successor.

He was the successor.

He's not here now.

So who is the successor?

We are all your children, master.

We are all your servants.

Could Barzak Amide be

Hassan Al-Sabbah's successor?

Could you be the

k*ller of my son, Al-Hadi

And then be my successor, Barzak?

If Hassan Al-Sabbah

Wants to leave the castle

Where would he go?

Would you get out of the castle?

Why? Is it impossible?

Our master does what he wants.

Years go by and I am the

prisoner of Alamut castle.

And praise be to God.

You are my jailer again.

God forbid.

Give your order and leave.

Give your order and leave.

And we are all at your service.

you are all at my service!

Like your life was

dedicated for Al-Hadi!

Isn't it?

Of course.

We are all at your service.

Come closer.

I want you to k*ll Hassan

Al-Sabbah's greatest enemy.

At your command and obedience

At your command and obedience

Who's your enemy

and I will end him?

He's in front of you.

Hassan Al-Sabbah.

God forbid.

For the sake of all the

days that have gathered us.

for the exile, and prison, and death

that we could face and it couldn't.

k*ll Hassan Al-Sabbah.

k*ll my master and my lord?

Wouldn't k*lling myself be easier?

k*ll Hassan Al-Sabbah

and then k*ll yourself.

k*ll Hassan Al-Sabbah

and then k*ll yourself.

Ease your mind, master, and rest.

Rest is dead.

Doniazad was my comfort.

Where's Doniazad?

She was k*lled.

And Hussein, my eldest son,

was my support and rest.

Where's Hussein?

He was k*lled.

And Al-Hadi, my

successor and beloved

And Al-Hadi, my

successor and beloved

Where is he?

How can Hassan Al-Sabbah find rest?

Grant me peace and carry

out your master's orders.

Carry out my final order.

This is the only order in

which I disobey you, my lord.

Sleep is what you need, master.

Imagine, my lord,

there is a child,

son of a sheepherder

His mother claims he is the son

of our lord Hassan Al-Sabbah.

I sent a chosen one that

k*lled him and his mother

before the lie spread.

My master.

Can you sleep, Barzak?

Where do you get

the ability to sleep?

Moments the mind steals

to complete its day actively.

Al-Hadi.

He was supposed to be my successor.

He was beautiful, smart, and sane.

God chose him for a

larger and greater mission.

My son Hussein,

his elder brother, when he

defied me, I k*lled him.

I had to do that.

Hassan Al-Sabbah is strong.

If his position comes into conflict with

his heart, he would k*ll his heart.

From your strength,

we derive ours, my master.

Al-Hadi was supposed to be

in Hassan Al-Sabbah’s place.

But I chose you.

I chose you to punish the castle,

to punish the believers,

and to punish myself.

I've chosen the worst successor,

to the greatest man.

I can't sleep, Barzak.

Even though I've slept before, in

prison the night of my execution.

And the night I

k*lled my son Hussein.

And the night I k*lled Donizad,

and the night I

k*lled Nizam Al-Mulk,

now I can't sleep.

Great minds find it

hard to sleep, my master.

Only the fortunate

ones know how to sleep.

Because they're without

heart and without mind.

Sleep.

Sleep, Barzak.

There's no sleep.

come with me.

People need to know the truth

about our lord Hassan Al-Sabbah.

Master Imam Nizar informed me,

that his pure spirit

has merged with mine.

So I became him.

Who?

Who is calling out for

Hassan Al-Sabbah?