None of us knew what would befall us on the night that it was agreed that Imamwould go to Kuwait. It was not certain whether Kuwait would let us enter nor did we know what events lay in store for us.
In Najaf, our house was quite a scene. Every moment was tense and worrying.
I focused my attention on Imam . Just as in previous nights he slept on time and as always one and a half hours before the Fajr Adhaan (a call for prayers) he woke for prayers.
(A memoirs by Haj Ahmed Agha Khomeini – Imam's son)