We were almost home, back from school. Walking up the street and having a happy conversation we did not realize the person riding on a bike from behind until he got very near. … Read More»

World Pulse- The World of Voices Your voice is low My voice is low So Together You shout I shout To know To show And blow Our strength Our breakout To the world And rise … Read More»

Back then there was not internet; and also no idea of an online community. … Read More»

‘Now we are equal’ is what I can easily make my brother understand. Before, it was him who was the ‘know better’ person as he knew more about ‘outside’ matters, the ones considered to be important. … Read More»

I was seeing him almost after two years. My father had become much weaker than before. … Read More»

From my home, and most other homes I know a little bit about, I don’t remember anything about International Women Day. But, from the time when I was small, I remember a book titled 8th March. … Read More»

I have struggled with my identity in my whole life. … Read More»

“Even if my daughter had a scholarship to America, I would not allow her go, and you are talking about Bangladesh, a very poor country even poorer than Afghanistan.” This is exactly what a well-e … Read More»

Even the snow beneath our feet was trying to stop us when my sister and I were walking toward our aim, leaving our mother worried about us. … Read More»

Today I read the news about the bomb blasts in the central market of Kabul. As an Afghan girl the first thing that engages my mind is my family. Are they fine? … Read More»