“I was determined to the point that I no longer feared death and I stood up courageously to fight”

Atefa
Computer science student and journalist, Nangarhar
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“I remember that dreadful night in the first year of the Taliban’s rule when I had lost all hope of a bright future. After scoring 280 in the university entrance exam and gaining admission to my desired computer science faculty, I was overwhelmed with happiness to see my name among the list of successful girls and boys entering the university.  

 Although I was incredibly pessimistic and anxious about the future, the opportunity to attend university gave me a glimmer of hope and opened another path for me. I was fully prepared for a fresh start, and I had many dreams for my future. From that very day, I saw myself as a software engineer, shaping the future of Afghanistan. But this dream was short-lived.  

One day, due to an unfair decision to close the university gates, my aspirations were shattered. I had to bury all those dreams because, as a girl, I was unable to reach them. 

I vividly recall that dark and bitter night, and it is one of the most painful memories of my life. I was in the second semester of the computer science faculty, preparing for the last exam of the semester at the university two days later. It was 8 PM when I received a message from one of my classmates, which was the announcement of the closure of universities in our class group. I was shocked when I saw the announcement. At first, I thought it couldn’t be true. But shortly after, all social media were flooded with the news of the closure.  

The next day, we all went to the university to take the final exams of the semester. We solved each question with tears in our eyes, and with our own hands, we buried our dreams in the soil. We bid farewell to our aspirations and dreams.

The days passed in despair, and the weight of that sorrow weighed heavily on all of us. But that was not the end.  

After a period of despair, stress and detachment from everyday life, I made a resolute and firm decision to get up and start all over again. This time, I was determined to the point that I no longer feared death and I stood up courageously to fight.

Even in the face of all the hardships I encountered, I began working at one of Afghanistan’s media outlets that focuses on women’s issues.  

I understand that working as a journalist is like stepping on a minefield where, at any moment, you might step on a mine and be blasted into the air. Yet, I accept this risk and continue my work with unwavering determination. I aim to be an example for other Afghan girls, proving that we will never be defeated, no matter the circumstances.”
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