Whenever I think about celebrating the first day of 2016, the word that comes into my mind is “peace.”
I replied, “Thank you and same for you. I really miss you all.” But in truth I wished that nobody would wish me Eid Mubarak because then I started to cry.
I wish for understanding for the murdered children and am praying for peace in the world.
Me and my loneliness. An empty world.
I watched the news on the execution-style killing of nine people—including foreigners—in a strongly guarded luxury hotel in Kabul during Nowruz on March 21.
Under Islam, men and women are meant to share equal roles in the family and society.
I have heard many meanings
Life is beautiful, an endless sea of love
A broken mirror of the heart
I think people like to talk about Aryana and pay attention to what she wears because she is the best female singer from Afghanistan.
I am the mother of six: I have two daughters and four sons. Our little house is always full of love and compassion.