Broken whispers, tearful farewell at Imam Reza Shrine on ‘Sham-e-Ghariban’

Pilgrims mourn Imam Reza’s martyrdom anniversary with candlelight, elegies, and heartfelt devotion in his shrine in Mashhad, northeast Iran.

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Date: ۰۲ آذر ۲۰۲۵ - ۱۲:۴۳

On the night of August 24, coinciding with the 30th of Safar—the second month on the lunar Islamic calendar—Mashhad was immersed in grief as thousands of pilgrims gathered for the Sham-e-Ghariban (Night of Strangers) ceremony marking the martyrdom anniversary of Imam Reza.
From sunset, the streets leading to Imam Reza shrine took on a solemn atmosphere. Mourning caravans arrived from near and far, their steps weary but hearts full of love. Black flags were raised over homes and shops, and the sound of elegies filled the air. The scent of incense and rosewater mingled with the weight of sorrow as the sun of the 8th Shia Imam set once again.
Mourning groups carrying black and green banners were followed by pilgrims chanting “O’ Dear Reza,” adding a distinct emotional depth to the ceremony. Senior provincial officials and Custodian of Astan Quds Razavi (AQR) joined the crowds, underscoring the significance of the night.
From Navab Street to the shrine courtyard, a eulogist recited heart-wrenching elegies that stirred tears and renewed grief. His voice revived the pain of loss and gave strength to the mourners’ tears.
The crowd, accompanied by shrine servants, moved slowly toward Enghelab Eslami Courtyard, forming a sea of devotion. After evening prayers, the official ceremony began, enveloping the space in sorrow and spiritual fervor.
Another eulogist continued with rhythmic chest-beating and vivid depictions of Imam Reza’s final moments, deepening the emotional connection of the mourners. Thousands of pilgrims and local residents held candles, whispering broken prayers beside the shrine servants. Each tear seemed to renew their bond with the Imam’s legacy.
Doves circled above the golden dome, adding to the shrine’s mournful ambiance. As the ceremony concluded, few could bear to part from the moment. The courtyard and surrounding halls were filled with whispers and tears, as pilgrims etched this night of solitude into the pages of their love.