The Indigenous People!
This piece has been written by Rahil (pseudonym), one of our writers in Afghanistan. The piece has been translated to English by the editors. Find the original version in Farsi here.
The people of the soil,
The soil that kills thousands daily, some physically and some by spirit.
Currently, we are in a place of history where, with such evil and cruelty, a little three-month-old baby, an old man sleeping in the corner of his house, a middle-aged woman cooking bread in the tandoor, a young man busy working on the farm fields, are all slaughtered mercilessly. The perpetrators wrap their chins with white cloth* and record videos showing their horrific achievements with pride.
Don’t they know that the slaughter of innocents also destroys the soul of the living? It ignites the fire of hatred and revenge among their copatriots.
Today!
My heart breaks for the innocent boy who, out of fear of being killed by these foreign invaders, was forced to hide in the mountains.
The boy knew that dying from hunger and thirst is better than dying at the hands of these cruel terrorists who are destroying the homeland.
Yes!
This was a Panjshiri young man who spent days and nights without water and food hiding in the mountains, and in his last exchange with his friend on the phone was pleading for food. The next day, they found his cold and spiritless corpse in the mountains. This is the reality of our society (especially those of us from Panjshir) under the rule of the invaders. This is the deplorable situation of the innocent people of Panjshir under the rule of the bloodthirsty Taliban.
The boy’s name was Lutfallah. God had taken his mother from him at a young age and he lived in his uncle’s house in a small village in Panjshir. He spent his days working hard on the farm fields. His dream was to graduate from school and go to the University of Kabul. Like thousands of our youth, he wanted to study and then come back to his homeland Panjshir after completing his education. Alas, his fate ended when, in the cold and dark mountains, without water of food, death buried his hopes and dreams.
20 May 2022
*In Afghanistan, people wrap the chins of the dead with white cloth, to prevent their jaw from dropping.
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