Editor’s note: The Taliban claimed responsibility for a bomb attack in Kabul near the landmark Darulaman Palace on October 29, 2011. Seventeen people were killed when a suicide bomber rammed a vehicle loaded with explosives into an armored NATO vehicle on a busy Darulaman street. It was one of three deadly attacks in Afghanistan that day.
When I woke up that morning, October 29, 2011, I had new plans and new wishes. I had worked through the night on my assignments and I was excited to get to school. I had written a to-do list for the day.
Yet, we don’t really know about the next minutes of our lives. How can we plan for the whole day?
I went to the university. We were gathered in the library to study when a big, terrible sound shocked everyone. Then the warning alarm rang and everyone ran out in the yard. Was this a bomb explosion? We’d never experienced this. But we didn’t know until we saw the big plume of smoke coming up from behind the university. Girls were crying. Some of the boys stood there shocked.
It was a bomb on a Saturday morning near the Darulaman Palace, killing American troops and Afghan men, women and children. Everyone’s phones started ringing. My phone rang; it was my father and mother asking if I was safe.
Nowhere in the Quran is it mentioned that you can kill innocent people and still be called Muslim just by praying five times a day.
If the people destroy people’s lives, they can’t be called Muslim.
I wonder what do Taliban receive by killing innocent people and destroying people’s future? Is it really mentioned in Islam that we can kill?
Taliban are not really Muslim. Taliban should not be called human when they kill innocent people. I call them despotic.
Standing in a corner of the yard I was shocked. I was hurting for the people killed. The parents killed in the bomb didn’t know it was the last morning they would see their children. The children had dreams for their future; they didn’t know their dreams would perish in a bomb and their lives would blow away like smoke. The children might have been waiting for the coming Eid to celebrate with their families. Their families would be waiting for them at home.
As an Afghan woman and a student how can I hope for our future when I start every morning with fear? We come out of our homes and don’t know if we will be back that evening.
I have almost achieved my goal to complete my university education. I will complete it. Do I dare to hope for a future in my country?
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