Shafiqa introduction

Shafiqa was born in Kabul, and grew up in Mazar-e-Sharif. She attended school for a year in the United States and has been writing since the age of 12. Currently, Shafiqa is studying at a university outside of Afghanistan. Coming from a family that shares her joy of writing Shafiqa can’t imagine her life without a blank sheet and pen or pencil.

The Marriage Court, part two

gated wall pt2

Holding her beloved’s hand the couple left for Ahmad’s house in the countryside. His family was large and they all lived together in a huge house.

An Afghan Girl Foresees a Risky Future

taliban in darkness

Suddenly the army commander stops the film and says to me in a loud voice, “Since you are studying international relations, what do you think about our plans? Should we continue to do these things?”

The Marriage Court

gated wall

Zarin sits on an old courthouse bench, her face covered by her blue burqa, and thinks deeply about what she has just done.

Desire

havasupai

I want to fly where birds sing their nicest songs,
where I can hear waterfowl, where it is green all the time,
where flowers smile and butterflies speak.

Obama’s Speech: A Warning Alarm

U.S. servicemen sit in C-17 Globemaster waiting to take off to Afghanistan at Manas Air Base near Kyrgyzstan's capital Bishkek

The Taliban still has influence and is a threat in different regions. Suicide bombers and drug dealers are operating everywhere. Poverty is a major problem. Many people lack jobs or shelter. If the government cannot help with these things, how can it support its own army to provide security to people?

Guardian Angel

hindu kush mountains

Your face is a shining star.
You lighten my darkest nights, are rain in the driest deserts.
In my saddest times, your smile makes me delight.

Lost

woman at dusk

Caught in obstacles like chains,
the poor girl tries to figure out what’s next.
She struggles to see the right path.

Departure…

moonlight

I am leaving tonight / Carrying a huge bag of memory / With a fragile and frozen heart

I Cry

ice floes

You know, when we pass by
We forget to smile
We act as blind, deaf and mute
Is it killing to say hi?