One day I went to do an interview with the head of Women’s Affairs in Herat and while I was there a woman waiting there asked me if I was a journalist.
When I said yes, she asked me if I would write about a disaster in her life so that her story could reach other women around the world and make them aware of how women suffer domestic violence in Afghanistan.
I agreed to listen and while the tears were falling from her face, this woman told me how she had married a man eight years ago and had two daughters.
“From the first days, I was beaten by my husband and he forced me to smoke heroin,” she told me. “If I refused to smoke, he made me do it anyway. Once he gave me an electric shock to force me to smoke.”
She cried while telling me this story. She said she had suffered other violence as well, but she left her husband’s house two months ago and now she is living with her parents. She came to the Women’s Affairs office because she wanted a divorce.
“I am seeking advocacy at Women Affairs and am waiting for justice,” she said.
I don’t know what happened to this young woman after I met her. The Women’s Affairs office can take such women to stay in a secure house or to the hospital if they have a drug addiction, or they can tell the police about her husband.
But poor women in Afghanistan such as this never receive justice.
By Storay K.