My Only Fault Was Falling Asleep

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I asked the patient to tell me what had happened to her. The mother-in-law replied: her daughter-in-law had injured herself in a fall on the stairs.

Dream World

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My world is fiction, but it means a lot to me. In my world I can conceal my sorrows behind clouds and paint joy and happiness in a colorful rainbow.

War

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To buy his family’s safety, your father spends every Afghani
he has saved for the last 30 years. Your mother sells
her jewelry.

A Lonely Rain

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Me and my loneliness. An empty world.

Freedom

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I’m tired from the dance of colors in each face
I’m tired of looking backwards
through barred windows and shame

What Happened to Equality?

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My land has lost its happiness, but not so much by strangers and neighbors as by us. We have oppressed ourselves.

Finding Equality Within

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Afghan culture today creates obstacles for us, but when one of us stands up and shows that we can mark history again, we see a remarkable change in the perspective of our counterparts and society as a whole.

Marzia N. introduction

Marzia N. was born in Afghanistan in 1987, but from age four she lived in and finished high school in Quetta, Pakistan, where her family sought safety from the civil war at home. After the family returned to Afghanistan in 2005, she completed her university degree and married. She is now studying for an MBA degree. She wants to start her own business.

My Father, Conqueror of My Heart

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Here’s the truth behind an Afghan man
But let me not tell you,
Let me show you.

Lessons from My Mother

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When her own sisters blamed my her for giving her daughters and sons the right to choose, my mother told them that she wanted her kids to have a different life than hers.