Friday 24 October 2014

Kabul


 
Kabul is the capital of Afghanistan and it has five million people with pollution weather in the world. With a confuse sound from each shop and hotel, everywhere you can see garbage no one pay attention to it. On the road is traffic and bumpy.
I studied at Kabul University for four years and I have good and bad adventure from this city. I bear very hard situation during study.

 

Monday 6 October 2014

Eid Traditions


This Eid that has religious value I was so busy at potato collecting in Fuladi valley of center of Bamyan province, I could not meet my relatives and friends and enjoy from Eid traditions.
In this Eid that its name is Eid Qurban, religious tradition is very important for people, people one night before Eid come together at cemetery and bring special food like Chalpak… all of people share its food to other and every one eat other food then they pray and go to parents grave for private pray, this night called Shab-e-Eid Zenda ( Night Eid for Life).
Night of Eid people all come together in cemetery and bring special local food and eat together then pray and go to died relatives grave for private praying and pouring of food on gravestone this night call Shab-e- Eid Murda (Night Eid for Death)
On the day of Eid people pray and then come on cemetery there also eat special local food and pray. Those persons who lost a relative they stand and other people come to greet and handshake of them. Again pray repeated and every person leave the cemetery and go home for other traditions like sacrificing sheep…
This tradition is only for men not women, the women have different tradition. They distribute food in at two evening of Eid that mentioned to above. On day of Eid they also go to cemetery separately for praying and pouring food to died relative gravestones. They go homes of each other specially those homes that lost a family member.
Other tradition that is not belong to religion is decreasing, like shooting by gun, running, dancing, Buzkashi, playing football and volleyball, and other local amusement…  

Friday 3 October 2014

Sacrificed Eid


Ibahim Khalil lived thousands of years ago, he was also a prophet in Arabic countries. He was famous with his talking with Allah, and he is also famous by the name of Khalilullah and Khalilullah means friend of God.
He had a son by name of Ismail, his son also was prophet. Khalil saw an nightmare that meet God and say him you sacrifice his son Ismail, in the Maka (the place of worshiping place for Muslim now), his nightmare repeated several times, that Ibrahim believes, on the soon day he wanted to sacrifice his son in the Maka but he could not, the knife did not cut Ismail ` neck, cutting of Ismail` neck several times repeated by Ibrahim the father of Ismail, but could not cut the neck of Ismail. And Allah sent the sheep from paradise and said to Ibrahim your sacrificed accepted and you sacrifice the sheep replace of Ismail.
This day celebrated in Islamic places. They go to Maka for worshiping and sacrificing sheep tomorrow is Sacrificed day.

Thursday 2 October 2014

Potato


Water is flowing from every valley, mountains of Bamyan. There are many spans and water resources and natural pool in the mountains and in a far way of mountains, along distance of livelihood like Band-e-Ameer and other pools in the mountains of Baba that is located in Fuladi valleys to a far distance among snowy mountains even in summer. Bamyan is a cold city that deserves snow for four seasons and all of them cause flowing of water in Bamyan.
Much and flowing of water, coldness, soil, weather… grow a unique potato in the world with a delicious taste, cheap cost about 40 cent of USD every 1 Kg potato…
Potato also collect in the second month of fall season while the weather is getting cold, there is danger for frozen of potato, the only crop of farmer for four season and only outcome of money to fulfill expenditure of the family.
Every year collected potato froze because bad marketing and lack of potato deserving place
Potato just sends to big cities like Kabul, Mazar, Kundoz…there is no company to make chips in Bamyan, for finding market inside of Bamyan and create jobs for people that is the main problem of Afghan.
Destruction of roads is the other problem of marketing because every 7 Kg have 20 cent USD it decrease potato cost and potato market.

Wednesday 1 October 2014

I punish myself not other


I live hard and difficult, saw killing, injuring, destroying, robbing, injustice, corruption, discrimination, smuggling, puppy cultivation…
I just bear all the things, I did not do the same things, I just punished myself and I had to punished myself, because I saw killing of my relatives the close relatives, I saw my father killed by bullet in front of my eyes, I saw my mother died without food and weakness, she died only in a home that there were no one, all of us escaped because of war and brutal, all of us fled that we did not want to killing of our selves but my mother could not to flee. I always think my mother wanted to kill, no, it is not a good thought, my mother did not want but she could not, thinking of this case is so difficult for me without tearing I cannot get another result. But how my mother did not want to escape and be ready for dying, no it is not true she could not, she was old, weak and she died from lack of food, she died lonely…
I saw killing of children, boys, girls, men, women, and youth, old…
I did not want to be like killer, war lover, robber, destroyer…
I see all of them, all of people who are criminal, those who killed human, destroyed homes of poor people, they are in power, They are at TV that speak about justice, human rights, rule of law…
I am confuse from all, I gone judging, I do not want to be like who killed people, destroyed… and I do not want to be with them…I separated my way, I want to be only, I want to remove myself by drug I am edict, I just punish myself not other, not men, women, not young and old, not girls and boys, not children. But the difference between me and them are, I am bad people, edict no one like me… they are hero; all people like them, all people respect them…