Category: Memoranda
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For Dawood Sarkhosh
I love Dawoud Sarkhosh; not only for his voice, but for the feeling that flows through his songs. For the fact that when he sings, poetry doesn’t just come out of his mouth; it’s as if he carries with him a part of the memory, homeland, longing, and hope of a generation. I am Tajik,…
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Some Men Laugh at Women’s Protests
In a corner of the room, miles away from the events of your country, you cover them so that perhaps your relationship with your homeland, land, and people is not erased. You receive dozens of messages, statements, protests, and videos, but the capacity to address them is beyond your ability to cover them as needed.…
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A Student’s Note; A Memory from the Last Days of University
I am someone who lived for long years in Afghanistan during the republic era; a generation that spent part of its youth and life in the atmosphere of that period and experienced freedoms such as going to school, education, attending university, movement, and personal choices. For this reason, the days approaching the fall of Kabul…
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August 15; The Day Kabul Went Silent
August 15, 2021, was a Sunday. I woke up as usual, but the news I was reading on Facebook was different from other days. News of the fall of Nangarhar and Balkh had been published, and the city’s atmosphere was gradually taking on a different color. With an uneasy mind, I headed to Kabul University.…
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From Amanullah’s Modernism to the Taliban’s Regression
28 Asad, marking the anniversary of Afghanistan’s independence from Britain in 1919, is one of the most important days in the country’s contemporary history; the day Afghanistan, during King Amanullah Khan’s era, achieved independence in its foreign policy and entered a new phase of its political history. Afghanistan’s independence was recognized after the Third Anglo-Afghan…
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Three Years Later; I Still Miss Kabul University
Three years have passed since the day I graduated from Kabul University; three years since the days when I still didn’t know that one day I would long for the simplest moments of my life. Today, when I look at the past, more than missing the classrooms and books, I miss my people; I miss…
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August 15; Five Years After the Day Afghanistan Fell
Five years have passed since the Taliban’s return to power, the collapse of hopes, and the beginning of a new chapter of repression in Afghanistan; but the question of justice and the responsibility of those who played a role in this catastrophe remains unanswered. August 15, 2021, for millions of Afghan citizens — especially women,…
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Autumn season and longing for Kabul University
When autumn arrives, I don’t know why I remember Kabul University more than any other time; memories of days whose value we perhaps didn’t appreciate as we should have at the time. I remember sitting near the Faculty of Engineering with my friends, watching the leaves fall from the trees for hours. Leaves that slowly…
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