Where there is a call to which only the heart can respond. So no matter what they are doing , or wherever they are ,they come Marching. Like the constant ebb and flow of a river is the steady stream of feet crossing desert terrain, gravel and thousands of miles.There are little feet and big, taking strides alike. No matter whether it takes them 17 days or three days from Najaf and Kazmain. They will go "by foot" to Karballa.
A road less traveled will become the choice of millions.Not because they can't afford the transportation but because of love and faith.Devotion.On the day of Arbaeen, Kings will replace their robes with a cloak of mourning, and disabled men will use crutches to replace their legs and together they will march. As One.