Another young leader taken. The Afghans ask: how many more?


KABUL, Afghanistan – Who got a job at the Commission for afghan human rights at the age of 24 years, Fatima Khalil had come a long way since she was a girl refugee who had almost not made it to the birth, with the midwife, which came out even before cutting the umbilical cord.

She spoke six languages, had a solid foundation in religious studies and is a graduate of the american University of central Asia with two specializations. But what my friends remember most is a young woman, deeply confident, but sensitive, who was totally in love with life. She wore bright colors – an orange gown for her birthday – and exceeded everyone on the dance floor, but was afraid of the dark.

When Ms. Khalil and a driver, Ahmad Jawid Folad, 41 years old, were killed Saturday in one of the other explosions too ubiquitous, targeting civilians in Kabul, there was a sense of deflation in the afghan capital. At a time deeply uncertain for the country, where a war without end is often still more than 50 people dead over several days, she has exemplified the bright promise of an entire generation that is being slaughtered in the blood.

“She didn’t even cut the chord of umbilical cord, my mother has done herself,” said Lima, now a phd student in the United States who could not make it in time for the funeral of his sister because of travel restrictions related to sars coronavirus. “We’ve always taquinée – the doctor ran away when you were half-born. “

Although the family has been knocked out several times, Fatima has excelled in school. She began her studies in a refugee school in Pakistan founded by a charitable association of saudi arabia. After the return of the family in Afghanistan, she graduated from high school in Kabul in an international school Turkish competitive, which she had attended thanks to a scholarship.

At the moment she is a graduate of the american University of central Asia, Kyrgyzstan, with a double major in anthropology and studies of human rights, she spoke fluent Arabic, urdu, English, Russian and the languages of afghanistan pashto and farsi (also known as Dari).

His friends and relatives called her Natasha, the name her mother gave her, and she had hugs and nicknames for everyone. She was sure of it, even frank, but in passionate discussions about politics and ideas, she has defused the conflict with humor and charm: “easy Easy, pull on the brakes, sister!” or ” Patient, patient, patient! “

His disgust and frustration over the place of women in society and politics, as well as the concern of the people to respect the look and the outfit of the women, are clear in his publications on social networks.


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