Mom always used to tell me that I’ll be traveling a lot, for I have a mole on my right leg – It’s a belief back home but she never told me anything about trekking somewhere in West Sikkim, India which eventually turned out the favorite part of the journey. Well for some reasons she was right, and here I am in India for my bachelor’s degree – Probably waiting for other opportunities too, somewhere out of Asia.
“A Journey that an afghan lad has always desired for”
It was June 18th 2012 that we left Karachi, Pakistan for Kabul after an incredible curiosity for undergraduate scholarship in order to pave my way for success, that had brought me nothing but disappointment and discouragement. Knocking government’s every educational office’s doors for the verification of my intermediate certificates and their way of making me realize that I am an Afghan and I do NOT belong to this country- Pakistan though my love for this country was always worth praising because I have had the best people around me within those 2 years’ worth cherishing moments of my college life and the love will always remain the same because I know the fact that the act of minority doesn’t represent a nation, caste or religion.
Asking for character certificate from police department as a requirement for Brunei Darussalam’s undergraduate scholarship application 2011-2012 and not bribing them (cops) a single penny, was almost like snatching their salary exactly the way the robbers used to snatch my mobile phone worth 400 rupees on gun point but the gratitude would definitely go to ma’am shahida – An advocate from UNCHR’s office who helped me by not letting the police to get the money out of my poor pocket aaah! what would they get out of it when it was all empty.
The struggle, curiosity and sticking desire was always there for this undergraduate scholarship because I knew it that without this scholarship word in my life I will not be able to get what I always wished for within just the required time. I knew it that I had to stick to the point and hold on the grip and not to lose hope in order to be a productive member of this so called society and I knew that I will soon be the only one in my family who then be called a well-educated person. The desire was/is not only to make the family feel proud but the country while being part of a positive change for the youth and bring awareness regarding education, gender equality, business or anything that can inspire them to do more in life for the sake of humanity, for the sake of love for the country – People.
Getting back to the track, I can still remember one of those summer season’s day when the laborers/drivers were all under the burning heat of the sun striving for life, when I was sitting at a corner of my room with a coolest friend – dell Laptop core i3 – waiting curiously for this Brunei Darussalam scholarship’s result for which I had to struggle and face all these hiccups for almost a year. Was using this famous social networking site – Facebook and updating a status about Karachi’s load shedding when I received this email:
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Your bloods are not to be shed but to be donated.”Hayat Amiree”
Last year during Hazrat Imam Hussain (A.S)’s martyrdom commemoration, one of my next to kins prohibited me from donating blood for the needy people because it was his so called responsibility to keep me safe/healthy. He might/might have not been right in this regard but the fact is that it led me stay quiet and shut up.
This year a day after mother’s day, the parliamentarian Ms. Farkhunda Zahra Naderi decided to go to malalai maternity home and donate blood for those needy and destitute mothers. When I saw this status on Facebook.com I decided that I have to go for it this time without consulting with anyone about it.
I was working on peace campaign for Ms. Masaouda Karokhi- MP from Herat province of Afghanistan. She is nominated as ROLE MODEL FOR PEACE 2013, I was inviting people to vote for her when I received a call to gather at HNKB Cultural Centre and leave for Malalai maternity home around 10:00 am which we did accordingly. Always had the fear of needle and never allowed the doctors during childhood to inject me and today the conditions were almost the same but then I had to hold on for a while and think about those needy women and how some CCs of blood can save their lives and bring smiles on their faces.
We always talk about peace in our country rather thinking about how to bring it. We always advice others regarding peace but never know how to implement those dialogues in our daily lives. If really want to bring peace then everyone must think about it carefully, peace can only be found in hearts. Wisdom and clarity much reach to everyone’s ear. Men can bring peace after bringing God’s justice so before we speak about peace, let us acquire God’s words in ourselves and if we can do that our speeches can be fruitful and peace can be established rather shedding the bloods of our brothers/sisters in the name of peace.
Well getting back to the topic, we donated 8000 ml blood with a team of seventeen people including the parliamentarian/women rights activist herself but the bad news is that we had only juices for refreshment. I know it’s funny but I have to think about this lovely belly as well that I am holding with me.
I have done my bit after donating 500 ml blood for the needy women/mothers in order to bring change and positivity. have you?
May Afghanistan be in peace and may all respect their mothers and be a working shoulder for them as they were there to support when we were kids. May all realize the moment when parents expect in particular mothers and may we all stand on their expectations.
Long Live Afghanistan!
I saw thousand smiles on thousand amazing, hardworking and iron women (mother) of Afghanistan on today’s event. “Hayat Amiree”
The day started quite tiring after sleeping late night around 1:00 am. I am sure my friends from Karachi, Pakistan would definitely wonder because Karachi in itself is a city of lights and busyness where people sleep around 2 or 3 am but it is Kabul, Afghanistan friends, We usually sleep around 8:00 or 9:00 pm. It was around 9:30 am in this morning when I received a call from one of my colleagues for today’s program – Mother’s Day Celebration.
The program took place at Hakim Nasir Khusraw Balkhi Cultural Centre’s conference hall where the largest Quran-e-Sharif exists in this world. Hundreds of women were invited to celebrate mother’s day and to honor them for their kindness, generosity and being an inspirational personality in everyone’s life. I know I can’t express it quite well because these wordings won’t be enough for me to express my love for my mother and all the mothers around the world.
When I entered HNKB Cultural Centre, at first I saw girls moving around and for a moment I was wondering if its mother’s or girl’s day or if God has become too kind to me but then after hearing some old voices from the conference hall, I came to know the reason behind the crowd.
The day organized by a well known personality in our society – H.E Ms.Farkhunda Zahra Naderi, the founder of Chadari foundation – a foundation based on women’s rights, executive director of HNKB Cultural Centre, women rights activist, member of Inter Parliamentarian union for democracy and human rights committee and currently is Member of Parliament representing Kabul, Afghanistan. When I saw those mothers’ smiles and them taking part in the event to express themselves, I really felt good and proud for having such amazing mother who has always encouraged me and I remember that whenever I was about to fail in life, my mother was there to hold my hand and give me the confidence to do more and more in life.
Therefore I highly appreciate their (Mothers) efforts and everlasting stamina for bestowing their children a different world with a different path. Wish you all a very Happy Mothers’ Day!
Here we go with another experience that i cherished with a DSLR Camera. You would wonder the possibilities with a camera but trust me every time i click, it teaches me something new about photography, angles and techniques.
After a hell lot of bundle of work till mid night, i had to spend the night at office because on the very next day we had a program of distributing winter aid for the unprivileged people of Kabul, Afghanistan by H.E Ms.Farkhunda Zahra Naderi, a member of parliament’s lower house – Representing Kabul Province.
On this winter camp i had to be with the secretary of H.E Ms Naderi to finalize the whole expenditure of the event – Winter Camp for unprivileged people, photography, synchronizing pictures, data entry, responding emails and many other office works.
It was 20th February around 7:00 am early in the morning when i heard a voice as if someone is calling me from around 200 meter far and the words are – Hayat Bekhez Nawakht Shuda which means Hayat wake up, it’s getting late. When i woke up i felt like I’d just slept due to the tiring tasks from morning till mid night. it was the third day of the event and my task during the distribution of winter aid for unprivileged people was to capture every moment of the event. I woke up and went to the market with one of my colleagues to capture some while loading the aids. For breakfast we had BOLANI – Traditional and the most delicious food of Afghanistan- accompanied by drivers and other workers.
After an amazing time, having breakfast with those gentlemen, we moved on towards the targeted venue for the distribution of aids which was pool e hasan, a place in Kabul quite near to American University of Afghanistan, one of the finest university of Afghanistan from where the most energetic and enthusiastic lads of Afghanistan happen to be the future of the land – Afghanistan. Continue reading “Winter Aid for Unprivileged People”
By: Hayatullah Amiree
I think the topic speaks for itself. The prevailing conditions/circumstances clearly indicate that how much are we in favor of peace in our country. Let it be the frightening terrorist attacks or the lethal military forces of the super powers of the worlds, the only message that is being carried through such acts, is the thirst for peace.
Everyone in this country is afraid of losing their lives, they cannot send their children to school because they have no idea either their children will return safe and sound or not. The fear of terrorist attacks made enough places in people’s hearts due to which they cannot allow their loved ones to go out for any particular piece of work because they don’t know about their return back home.
My heart really cries when:
When I observe bloodshed
When I find homeless people
When I observe poverty
When I see students having cigarette on their hands instead of books and pen
When I observe unemployment
When I see irresponsible people
We always think and say that what this country has given rather thinking what we have given to our beloved country – Afghanistan? We may not even know the actual meaning of Afghanistan- the land of bravery but alas we are not brave enough to protect the land from poverty, unemployment, irresponsibility and other incidents that cause the country towards poverty, bloodshed and a destructive future.
By: Hayatullah Amiree
The question is being discussed all around the country, in fact all around the world. What will happen to Afghanistan in 2014 or after that? A question that is clicking in everyone’s head and curious to know what will happen to Afghanistan after 2014 exactly the way people were curious about the prediction that the World will end in 2012. There are families who are trying to move out of country before 2014 and the same way the young minds are moving as well.
It’s been 6 months and 4 days that I have been living here in Kabul, Afghanistan and in every political discussions I hear nothing but 2014. I had a debate about 2014 with one of my colleagues at office. He said, explaining his financial status and his desire to study further, “I just want to move out of this country. I am a poor man with ambitions and desires and unfortunately if anything happens to Afghanistan or if once again Taliban attacks the country, these VIPs with lots of money in their pockets can move anywhere they want to because they have their houses and businesses out there and the only people who will suffer will be us, who has nothing but desires to have a better life and who hardly earn bread for the family to let both ends meet and this time I do not want my family to suffer again”. I couldn’t then argue because I am also one of the people like him who have desires, ambitions and a HOPE.
According to news websites and channels, the international Security Assistance Force (ISAAF) troops, including the Australian contingent will withdraw from Afghanistan by 2014. Everyone is worried about the withdrawal and the question. United States force’s purpose was to end war and bring peace and stability, but due to Taliban’s continues attacks on Afghanistan’s different provinces and US Troops, America has lost its hundreds of men-Army while fighting against Taliban. We are stilling loosing innocent lives in Afghanistan, children can not freely go to schools, families are afraid of losing their loved ones. It’s a land full of fear!
On the other hand, according to United States of America’s President-Barack Obama, 2014 will be a year the afghan war will be “OVER”. Will the war be over by 2014?? It is and it will always be a question for all the Afghans.
As far as my personal views are concerned, by 2014 Afghanistan would only face economic and political crisis. We are not going to suffer the war again but things will be quite different. We are going to face problems like education and unemployment. Some business tycoons and social workers are very much optimistic for Afghanistan’s future and they have invested millions of Dollars and worked hard for betterment and stability in Afghanistan so that we don’t face economic and social crisis after 2014-withdrawl of US troops and services.
Afghanistan has quite made enough forces to defend its people and assure security. We have nearly 300,000 National Army and National Police officers.
Chief Warrant Officer Klaus Augustinus is a Danish mentor/advisor to the ANA and is now on his third tour in Afghanistan. He openly admits that he was unimpressed with the ANA in the past, but now he feels they are making real progress. However, he says, it is the insistence on viewing the ANA through the prism of a western army that leads to many problems.
“Always keep in mind that the Afghan way is the right way,” Klaus says. “We’re not going to do it any faster than they can cope with it. Otherwise we’re going to lose.”
And therefore I believe that Afghanistan after 2014 will be as it is but with new challenges.
Long Live Afghanistan!
The morning began normally; I got ready go to an elimination of violence against women based conference with minster of Afghan culture and information. I along one of a kind friend of my mine was on the way when we got the call that the conference is postponed till 2:00 pm. It was good news for both of us because we had a break, now you must be curious about the happenings during the break time like I was.
We decided to go to a coffee shop because we didn’t have our breakfast and we were damn hungry too. My friend was entering in to that shop when I realized that I need a change of 5$ because that was all I had in my pocket. I exchanged that 5 $ into 250 AFS and came back to the shop, we were having our tea when I got the glance of two boys named as MEHR ALI and JAN ALI. Their way of eating KALA PAICHA (an afghan traditional food for breakfast), way of dressing, smiling to each other and curiously looking at us were totally fascinating and that really compelled me to go to them and have the breakfast together and more importantly because they were one of us and part of the route for Afghanistan’s future.
After a warm greeting, those boys offered my friend as well to join for breakfast, though those boys are not educated but mature enough to understand how to behave with strangers and elders and that is our culture value. After having some words together, we asked the boys for an interview and fortunately they agreed. Their names were MEHR ALI and JAN ALI. Mehr Ali is in class 4 and jan ali is in class 3. They polish shoes to earn bread for the family and let both ends meet so that they don’t have to beg for anything. They pull out all the stops to cope up with both studies and financial crises, they earn 150 AFS each on daily basis and their fathers are labors with a daily income of 300 AFS each and there are moments for them when the whole day, they don’t even earn a single penny for bread. We always think of change, peace in our country. Different topics might have been discussed to implement for the betterment of Afghanistan but I think child labor should be the only topic to be discussed because children (upcoming generation) are the route for Afghanistan’s future and till we don’t educate our route, the future can never be as we desire to have. When we rose a question about their future career that what they wanted to be in future, it really made me feel bad because for once they had nothing to say but compulsion. They can only think about their presents adding as if their futures have been lost somewhere in darkness. After a little bit force Jan Ali shared that he wants to become a Doctor so that he can help his country and be a part of change.
Having a nice conversation with those energetic boys having million dollars worth smile really made my day and I wish they have a bright future and their dreams become true.
Long live Afghanistan!!
So here comes summer, finally got some moment to cheer.
Like some of you, I have already made my long lasting sleep schedule and will be waiting for my scholarship response. Now you must be cursing yourself for reading this article but I can’t do anything with that because that’s a natural phenomenon..
Summer is said to be the most joyful and adventurous moment of one’s life but for some it doesn’t matter either its summer of winter, their life routine always remain the same but for youngsters these two months are the most cherish-able and experiencing moment of their lives that could remain engraved in their hearts till eternity.
A picture defies feelings more than a thousand words. Those who have passion for photography, C’mon Guys! What you looking for? An opportunity? Let me make it clear for you that life sets opportunities at every single stage and it’s all about you how you take benefit from it and explore yourself. This is the moment for you to capture every beautiful scenes of Karachi or the real picture of PAKISTAN- AAM AWAAM in order to bring change or awareness in the society
To capture a moment you don’t need to be a professional photographer or have a professional camera, you just need to have a simple digi-camera and then let the reels roll.
Those who love music, whatever your name but surely music is your game. So get your guitar or any musical instrument you love to play and keep on practicing perhaps in future, I see you as a well known musician and a well known personality in our music industry and then I will curse myself to give you such advice J
So all those adventure loving people get out of your bed and make this summer happening.
Happy summer holiday!
By: Hayatullah Amiree
Over the decades of war, women who have been the victim of discrimination and domination because of contrasting perceptions that people associate with. It’s high time for all the victims – the innocent civilians – to defend their rights. Say no to discrimination and domination. Say NO to getting bullied.
As far as my experience of debating with w…omen are concerned, the majority accuse men of the land – AFGHANISTAN – to be the cause of creating violence to them and dominating them. Simply feels like they literally hate all men and whenever I put forward my opinion with a different perception, I receive a reaction as if I was one of those “men.” I believe that all the men who were or are the reason for creating violence and domination are just because of the organizations or societies that lead them towards misconception of dealing with their ego and ideologies of life – a path that we always speak of is required from these men to get to the right path just like our parents have always advised us all to follow.
Let me add an example of a girl who was born into a prostitute family and was told or taught to do all those acts, believing that those acts are right to do! Now, what is the fault of that innocent girl who is taught that prostitution is the right way of her life? What is the fault of the girl, who we – our society calls a WHORE? Is it the girl who should be blamed and stopped or the one – organization – authorized person who has financed them for such a business…
Instead of being judgmental we should get to know the root of the problem in order to bring change and the only way we can bring is to change people’s understanding regarding the principles of life.
Yes, I believe that the majority of the populations who suffered the pain during the war in AFGHANISTAN and even to this day are WOMEN! However, there are two types of men in our society… the one who has suffered the pain of losing his wife, sons and daughters and the other who has made other people suffer just because of their hypocrite minds. My friend – Fariha Faqiri, labels those men as “greedy for money, power and fame.” With a visionary mind, she once added in a conversation with me that …
– “We must understand that the world is full of people that are greedy for money, power and fame. I don’t blame them either. But, when we have control of tomorrow, when in today’s society and world we have access to so many resources and we have knowledge of what is going on in the world it becomes our duty to get up and fight for truth and justice. I, since I was 11 have been in love with my country, with my Watan, with my culture, tradition and people. Nothing in this world, no one can degrade Afghanistan or Afghans in my site because I love it with my heart, because I accept and see the good within the bad.”
I must say my friend that youth like you with the same love and patriotism could bring a great revolution. Proud to have such Afghans!
We must find peace, tranquility, happiness, unity, love and good qualities within our own lives, within our own innermost hearts. Only a person who does, than can understand the difficulties; the pain and the misery of others. A man of wisdom will know this, understand this, and rectify his own mistakes, and then he can help others.
Long Live Afghanistan!