What’s Wrong with Us?

Jul 10, 2026 | 0 comments

Our family moved to Kabul when I was a year and half. We lived in the western side of Kabul in the early years. It was a beautiful, colorful, lively, and loud city. It had yet another side- the cruel side. Explosions, attacks, violence, unsafe. Poverty was another...

Kites Know No Boundaries

Jan 8, 2026 | 0 comments

My name is Tahera. I am fifteen years old.Right now, I live in Pakistan. But my story began in Kabul.Kabul was never peaceful, but it was alive. We measured the distance between joy and danger by the sound of explosions we often heard. Snow, cold days, our coal...

A Voice Died Inside Me

May 11, 2025

No one truly understands that death doesn’t always arrive with a scream. Sometimes, it slips quietly into an unfinished sentence, into the trace of a smile that never quite leaves the lips, or into the silent passing beside a wall that no longer holds any color....

The Day No Afghan Will Ever Forget

May 5, 2025 | 1 comment

Today, on the occasion of August 15, a dark day for the people, girls, and women of Afghanistan, I want to narrate the pain, suffering, and restrictions we face. This day revives the memory of the fall of our homeland—August 15, 2021—a day that no Afghan...

Kabul, too, was not happy

Apr 21, 2025

Kabul, too, was not happy… The weather had become bitterly cold. It was mid-November, and as the saying goes, we were nearing the forty-day winter period. The cold wind blew, and yellow, red, orange, brown, and even colors whose names might not exist—or...

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