Editor in Chief: Dr. Hussain Yasa Tuesday, September 2nd, 2014

Ten Things I Love about Kabul

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Ten Things I Love  about Kabul

Anxiety about security, especially among the educated youth and women, increases in Afghanistan as 2014 approaches. This anxiety became more apparent to me, when I was preparing to return to my college in the United States of America and many of my friends and relatives urged me not to return to Afghanistan. Each time I faced the suggestion, I would respond with one or two positive things about Afghanistan that gave me enough reason to come back and work for my country. Here are some of my reasons for loving Kabul and wanting to go back.

Kabul nights are beautiful. Standing on a roof top and watching the Kabul sky shinning with stars and the hillsides shinning with light from the thousands of houses located on their skirts during the summer is one of the most peaceful activities in the world. Driving through 80m street of Taimani at night was another highlight of my time at home. The street has solar lights on both sides. The chilly wind, the occasional cars, the bright moon, the sounds of little shops closing down for the day all fill one with the deepest appreciation for life.

Baaghe Shaahi is a symbol of women's empowerment and progress. Baaghe Shaahi, is a garden and restaurant owned by a woman, located passed Qargha Lake. All the cooks are women. The space is for families-only to avoid men from harassing women. Upon entering the garden, especially in the evenings, you will see many families sitting in circles, talking, eating or playing cards and their children playing in the pool. Young couples immersed in love usually sit under flowering trees. There is a cute little pool for children right by the entrance. Apple, apricot, and pear trees, red, pink and white rose bushes, orchards, and a lot of greenery cover the garden giving it a fresh smell. The service is very friendly and the owner of the restaurant, a middle-aged woman with a great smile, visits tables to greet guests.

Green tea tastes better at sunset in Kabul. Sitting on a bench in the yard right before sunset reading Mawlana or Frogh Farokhzaad, drinking hot green tea and listening to the local radios play music from around the world is spiritual healing at its best. No matter how hard or terrible the day has been, as the red light of sunset shines mercifully through the tall proud hills of Kabul to finish off the day, the whole city is filled with the hope for a tomorrow better than today.

sunset in kabul

Traffic gives me hope. I know many people who hate the traffic in Kabul and that is understandable. After all, one can spend anytime between 15 minutes to three hours stuck in traffic. But, I remember the Kabul my family returned to in 2001 every time there is traffic. The city was deserted. There was no sign of life. There were so few women and even fewer women out of the Burqa. Now, Kabul is booming! Seeing so many people rush to work or towards shopping centers, gives me hope that we, Afghans, will not give up on our country. When stuck in traffic, I look around to find female drivers, I count the number of women on the streets, I watch for the smile of children who are selling books or magazines and I feel so grateful that my city has life!

Fruit stands of Kabul. When I returned to school this year several people commented on how healthy I looked after spending time at home. I owe it to the fruit stands of Kabul. The nice shopkeepers bargain endearingly and market their fruit as the best in the city. Most of the fruits are produced in Afghanistan. They are fresh and tasteful, unlike the fruit in USA that taste mostly like plastic and paper.

Afghan National Army and the National Police standing on the streets filled me with pride this summer. I noticed that they are much friendlier to women, much more respectful and professional and dressed and equipped better than previous years. Every time I passed them I would salute them and smile and they would smile back.

afghan police jumping

That nice kid who washes cars in Shahr-e-Naw. This summer I met one of the nicest kids ever. He would usually be wearing a baseball cap, clean clothes, positive energy and a genuine laughter. He smiled every time he saw me driving towards him. He would run up to me with immense energy and ask "khala, should I wash your car?"

working kids in kabul

The waiter at Baba Amir Kababi. Baba Amir Kababi, traditional Kabab restaurant, is on the main Shar-e-Naw Street and it was the first Kababi I went to after years in Kabul. I was greeted by a very pleasant middle-aged man in a dark-red uniform. Usually, families and women are asked to sit in a separate part of the restaurant, but every time I came in to the restaurant, he would seat me at the general area without even asking me to be taken to the "special segregated room." His open-mindedness would make my day every time I visited.

Love. Every once in a while, I would see a couple holding hands in a shopping center, sitting under a tree in Baaghe Babur, drinking chai at a restaurant or walking around in Shahr –e-Naw. Traditionally, love is considered a crime and showing affection is uncommon among Afghan families. Seeing these public acts of love made me hopeful that some men now see their wives or fiancés as equals or as companions and that is progress.

Youth are standing up. I met many articulate, progressive and smart youth this summer and attended many of their events. From Hadia cleaning the city and distributing Iftaari to police men and women, to a group of youth gathering to advocate against Taliban and brutal crimes against civilians or distribute food to refugees and the immergence of a youth book-club are all examples of youth organizing.

Youth activism in Kabul

Youth leading protests or painting graffiti on the walls of Balkh Province to me all are signs of change and reasons to have hope and believe in Afghanistan.

Noorjahan Akbar is an Afghan women rights' activist. She can be reached at akbarnoorjahan@gmail.com

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