In this war-torn land, where most of its citizens live in poverty, I see tired faces everywhere, worried about their fate and future.
Meanwhile, young people and students, especially female students, are more anxious than any other social group.
Some students who know me also ask anxiously what is happening to them? They are deeply concerned about the closure of the country’s public universities, saying that if this trend continues, they will be increasingly deprived and will miss opportunities.
Most of my colleagues have either stayed at home or left the country. Those who remain continue to work with concern and complain about timely access to information.
The memory of the days when I went to work with passion bothers me. I worked during the days to inform the citizens of the country about the events that took place in this war-torn land.
Indeed, these are difficult days. The situation has become deteriorating and most of the citizens have lost their jobs. Expensiveness has peaked and food and fuel imports have plummeted.
In a recent interview with the Deputy Minister of Afghanistan Chamber of Commerce and Investment, I was told that after the recent changes and the Taliban’s takeover of Afghanistan, about 500,000 people working in various institutions and foreign organizations in Afghanistan have lost their jobs and incomes.
Similarly, there were about 5,000 large, medium and small factories, a significant number of which were closed, and tens of thousands of workers were laid off.
The fact is that life in this land has faded. The inhabitants of this land breathe but do not enjoy life.
When I come home tired from work, my children gather around me, and their first question is, what will be our future destiny? Have you thought about saving us? These are very shocking questions. As a sign of yes, I nod my head, saying that they should be patient and not lose hope. Behind every darkness is light.
Sleep has become a nightmare for me. The hardships of life, the fear of facing poverty and unemployment, the uncertainty of the fate of my children, and finally the distraught faces of my compatriots have robbed me of peace.
This pain is exacerbated when I see that my co-workers and friends are no better off than I am, and they are coping with similar concerns and have lost their composure.
Fortunately, however, we have not yet lost hope for a brighter future, though it has faded.
However, this hope gives us the strength and ability to plan for our future and strive to achieve it.
I do not doubt that these efforts will one day bear fruit and we will all be proud.
Our hope for peace is strong and we will try with all our might to cope with the crisis.