Called that the story of the threatened families needs months of research. The Taliban is like a dark black cloud that by descending, not only blackened life but also stole the sweet taste of life from a deprived section of the society, the most victim of which is women.
Farkhandeh Media: After the re-establishment of the Taliban government, the families of former soldiers in Afghanistan are living in the most difficult conditions.
“So that the Taliban would not imprison us, I burned all of my Husband memorabilia, from his military uniform to his photos.”
Arifa (pseudonym), a thirty-six-year-old woman from Bamyan province, said in a conversation with Farkhandeh media that she lost her husband in the war with the Taliban during the previous government. she lives with her five orphaned children.
While tears were falling from her cheeks like hailstones, she was telling a story about her husband, what pains she did not endure and what problems she did not deal with after his departure.
She turned out to be a difficult woman, the story of her life is no less than that of other widows. She stayed to be a father and mother to her five children.
Arifa says: “I was fifteen years old when I got married. My husband’s family was a big family, we had a good life together until my husband came to Kabul for better education of my children.
Most of the time he was on duty in Kabul, but sometimes he went to the provinces due to military wars.
They brought my son and daughters from school because your great-grandmother died. My heart was trembling and it was testifying that something bad had happened. When I saw the lifeless body of my husband in the Charsedbester hospital, my eyes became dark and I fainted. He was shot in his side, his eyes were bruised, the miseries and hardships of our life started after that day. My children were smaller, they could not work.
During the day, I worked at the cucumber farm and at night I used to embroider. Our expenses were paid by a charity organization as much as we needed or less than that .
After my husband was killed, I didn’t see happiness, I couldn’t go anywhere, I couldn’t wear new clothes, my heart was full of hatred, but there was no one to share my pain with, if my children were happy, I was happy too, and if they were sad, I was sad too. the days passed like this until the Taliban came and I burned all the memories of my husband to save the lives of my children.
After his death, I lived with his memories, I kept his photos, clothes, and belongings, and I grieved pain with themes.
I even dreamed that my husband said to burn my clothes.
Golbakht (pseudonym) is Arifa’s daughter, sitting quietly and listening to her mother’s words.
I understood from her tearful eyes that he must have endured the pains.
I asked about her wishes. She said “Education was my father’s wish, I will never allow my father to not achieve this wish, I will raise my voice in the way of science and learning as long as I live, I will learn and teach. In the continuation of her stories, she said: I have gone through many disasters: the explosion in the Kag, the restrictions of the Taliban and dozens of other problems are examples of the pains that have made me grow more.
Giving up is not in my nature, I live to learn.
she asked the United Nations and those who are at the top of politics to ask the Taliban to open the doors of schools and universities for girls.
This is despite the fact that after coming to power, the Taliban killed hundreds of soldiers of the former government in different ways and tortured and harassed the families of the former soldiers.
Shakila Gulistani