A CRY OF AN AFGHAN WOMAN
This is an open letter for all Pakistanis and Muslim world. I want to
expose certain criminals and unveil their ferocious atrocities, to all
of my Muslim brethren. I am an Afghan Muslim woman of Hazara origin. My
age is 44 and I am reasonably educated as compared to most
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An Afghani woman amputated by the Taliban |
of the women in Afghanistan. I was living in Mazar-e-Sharif with my
husband and two children, a son and a daughter. My husband had a leather
shop in Mazar-e-Sharif. Two days after the fall of city, persons belonging
to the Taliban regime forcefully entered my house, six in number. They
asked my husband about our religious background, when my husband couldn't
answered them, they started beating him with their rifle butts. I started
calling for mercy but all in vane. My son couldn't resist and tried to
stop them, one of those cruel persons shot my son twice. My son died on
the spot. He was just 19. Seeing this, my husband tried to kick the person
who shot my son, they immediately shot my husband as well. This all was
so much shocking for me that I started shouting and crying. Seeing this,
two of the persons came to me and slapped me and my daughter and then kicked
us. After that they left. When I turn towards my husband, he was already
dead. They annihilated my innocent family for nothing. We kept on crying
and shouting for two days, there was no one to help us. There was no one
to bury them. A day later, I got another shock of my life, the cruel Taliban
brutally killed my father and two brothers. My mother couldn't bear this
butchery of her family members, she too died a week later. For few days
I lost my senses. I might have died too after such a big tragedy but perhaps
for the sake of my daughter I am still alive. There was no one to listen
to us and give us justice in Mazar. I have to beg in the streets of Mazar
for food. I used to tell the tragedy to every passerby but I was usually
asked to keep quite otherwise we will meet the same fate as of my family.
One day while I was begging I came across a foreign journalist. I told
him the story. He was a kind person. After some days he took me and my
daughter to Peshawar. My host in Peshawar is a nice person. He is taking
care of us. I was told that Pakistan is an independent country and unlike
Afghanistan, press and media here are free and there is no need to fear,
therefore I am sending my tragic story to you. I know that like me, there
are thousands of Afghan women who met the same fate. My question to the
Muslim world is, Is there no one in the Muslim world to stop the cruel
Taliban from killing innocent people? Who will give me the justice? Is
the conscious of all Muslims around the world dead, that they are deliberately
ignoring the atrocities of the Taliban. Is the blood of my and other thousands
of families gone to waste? There are no sons left who can listen to their
mother's voice? No fathers who console his daughter? Is there no Mohammad
bin Qasim left in the Muslim world to liberate my people from savage clutches
of the Taliban and give us justice?
Letter Provided
by RAWA
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