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In response to the screams of Hamida, Maryam comes rushing out from the kitchen only to find<br />

Osman soaked in blood. At the same time, the father Zalmay comes back and quickly throws the<br />

blame on Maryam for the incident and for leaving the children without supervision. As they rush off<br />

for the hospital with Osman, the daughter – Hamida – has hidden under the family car out of fear<br />

and she is run over. The elder son Sulaiman runs away in the alley.<br />

Education, or lack thereof<br />

All through the collection, there are texts that engage different aspects related to education,<br />

often in a context of exile and rural settings. One such example is the short story – “Hope” – written<br />

by Arezu Kabiri. It is the only story written in Dari and distinguishes itself by having a male<br />

protagonist. The story describes a young man’s struggle for education while sharing the responsibility<br />

for the breadwinning of the family with his father. After many hardships when everything seems to<br />

be going well, the story suddenly changes into the worse. On his way to a job interview, he witnesses<br />

an explosion leaving many people injured or dead. In the almost obligatory sad ending, the<br />

protagonist states despondently, bordering the nihilistic:<br />

Thinking about those mothers who screamed and fainted, about those tens of boys<br />

who wanted to become doctors, who wanted to serve their families and their homeland,<br />

kept me awaken all night. I did not feel like doing anything. I could not eat anything; it was<br />

as if both hunger and thirst had disappeared. I felt hopeless. I did not want to live. Every<br />

night I dreamt, I pictured myself covered in a shroud. 14<br />

Salgey Dzala’s short story “Barred from studying” is generic in some sense. First, it adheres to a<br />

common literary theme in contemporary Afghan <strong>writing</strong>, and secondly, it clearly communicates a<br />

collective experience in speaking of a lost generation, about the conditions of growing up in exile,<br />

being destitute of education, safety, and a concept of home.<br />

Violence: Home and war<br />

We have already pointed out texts that deal with different types of violence. The story “Legacy”<br />

dealt partially with domestic violence, as did Neda Sapey’s story “Deception of the eyes”, and in the<br />

story “Hope” the main character becomes witness to a suicide bomber. One text that stands out in<br />

terms of literary skills is the story “The world in the hands” written by Muska Sarbaz. The story<br />

centres on a woman who wanders about in what appears to be a warzone, injured and in chock. In a<br />

flashback it is related that her house has been hit by a bomb whereupon the house has caught fire<br />

and collapsed with her mother‐in‐law and baby son still inside. Her breasts are aching since she has<br />

not been able to breastfeed her son over the last three days. The woman then falls in the hands of<br />

some foreign soldiers who abuse and beat her:<br />

[…] she thought that she was about to be pierced by shots.<br />

But no. They would not let her into the embrace of death this easy and fast. And<br />

suddenly they attacked her and began beating her so that her whole body turned red in<br />

blood and the soldiers became exhausted. 15<br />

The woman, together with the two soldiers and a war photographer, suddenly hear a gasping<br />

sound from within some shrubs:<br />

The photographer took a step back and the soldiers put their fingers on the trigger.<br />

“Who is it?” the soldier asked in a foreign language. But no one answered. The soldier<br />

went forward slowly. The woman also moved along slowly together with the soldier. They<br />

saw great many dead bodies around them in the darkness of the night. The woman hid her<br />

swollen eyes behind her hands. When she opened her eyes again she saw a woman and<br />

under the dead body of her was a child. Perhaps this woman was the mother of the child<br />

who had leaned over the child in order to protect her from the shelling. One of the<br />

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