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It was a hot summer day in Arizona and the sun was beaming through the window, making it hard for me to watch the television screen. I walked over to close the shades, my gaze still on the television screen. I could hear the cries of a mother looking for her baby girl in the stampede of people at the Kabul airport. The reporter’s voice cracked as she tried to remain calm and clear. The woman, desperately looking for her five-year-old child, could be heard pleading with the US army. “Please, just find my baby. I don’t want to get on the plane without my baby.”
On another news channel, there was video footage of a baby being lifted from the crowds of people, over a wall, to be handed over to the US marine officers in a desperate attempt to be revived. That scene was a terrifying reality, which could have been prevented. The reporters at Fox News were in shock, and yes, imagine surrendering your newborn child to the US Marine officers to get medical aid, and what must have gone through that mother’s mind—only a mother can imagine. Families were separated in huge crowds that were running for their lives; it was not only heartbreaking but shameful to see this situation in a country that has suffered for 40 years. Now the allies that helped the United States against the Taliban are handed over to the Taliban itself. Local Afghans and Afghans around the world prayed that this was not the end.
The general public in the United States slowly paid attention, at first not understanding the extent of the complex situation that Afghanistan has faced. Many were confused, and there were mixed opinions about the current situation. The situation in Afghanistan is too complex to understand, so people, and especially the United Nations, soon took on the “head in the sand” tactic. Nonetheless, the reality is that the situation could have been handled differently, with compassion, and it’s a matter of morality towards Afghans and those who were America’s allies.
The day was coming closer and there was a certain feeling of uneasiness, anxiety, and fear. The US army had served in Afghanistan for 20 years, and President Biden had ordered the army to withdraw on August 25th, 2021. For many Afghans, this was terrifying because the army’s duty and responsibility was towards the civilians and their safety from the Taliban during those 20 years where the US army patrolled the grounds and protected the borders. While the US army felt they were searching for terrorists in Afghanistan after 9/11, Afghans found solace. Most civilians in Afghanistan were not aware of the reason the United States army was in Afghanistan, but they felt guarded against Taliban’s inhumane treatment of the general people. Kids attended school, including girls. Women found freedom in living a life where they could do what they desired to, learn, and earn a living for their families. Taliban ruled Afghanistan from 1996–2001. The return of the Taliban was now a reminder of the most terrifying experience, where Afghans lived in fear, and it was too soon to relive. Many Afghans lost their freedom, their families, their ability to provide for their families, and their basic human rights.
The Taliban’s ideology of an Islamic law is so barbaric that there was no hope for a normal life. Women were denied accessibility to education. Young girls were being married off after just completing 8th grade. The Taliban’s dictatorship style of forced law and rules made life in Afghanistan unbearable. In fact, Afghanistan was not even in the news until now, and some people had not heard of Afghanistan previously, aside from movies where it was mostly shown as a place of terrorism and grounds for terrorists.
Some Afghans whose lives were in danger due to their affiliation with the US Embassy, were promised an exit from the country, but the timeline was too narrow for many of them to exit safely. Panic driven Afghans rushed to the airport; however, hours of waiting in traffic led to a stampede of people. They were lining up and crushing each other to get to the gates of the airport, where only a few days were left before they would be forbidden to leave. But until the army was there, the civilians felt the courage to make it to the airport.
Time was running out, but men, women, and children were lining up and often were seen being pushed around as everyone was trying to secure their seat on a plane. Children were crying in terror; some infants were seen being handed over to military officials over the wall to the other side, where the army officers remained in control. Parents were so exhausted that they began to lose consciousness and consequently were trampled to death. The infants were revived with water and taken away from the scorching heat. They were seen in the arms of the officers, being pacified and taken away from the crowds of people in unbelievable states of fear and panic. This fear remained, however, and a suicide bomb blasted suddenly at the Hamid Karzai International Airport on August 26th. According to CNN reporters, at least 183 people lost their lives that day.
Just when we thought we had seen the worst, to my astonishment, the madness only grew. What seemed to be a scene from a James Bond movie was trending across social media platforms. Unfortunately, unlike any James Bond scene, where he softly lands on his feet onto the ground from a 30,000-foot airplane wing, the Afghan boys fell off, 30,000 feet to the ground, and died.
News channels shared news of young men climbing onto the wings of some military cargo, hoping the pilot would let them get inside to safety before taking flight. The Washington Post reported on the three men, two of which were later identified as Fada Mohammad, a dentist, and Zaki Anwar, a teenage Afghan soccer player. I was watching in disbelief as the video began to grow in views. How was this happening? People commented on the foolishness and wondered, “How stupid are those Afghan boys?” As humans, we tend to make definite conclusions; we believe what we see, and without knowing the story behind people’s reasoning and actions. And to this I have to say that unless you have experienced what life is like in Afghanistan, opinions cannot be formed about such horrific incidents. To some of these boys, the risk of falling 30,000 feet was far less fearful than living a life under the Taliban regime.
People continued to camp out on the grounds and waited and waited for their chance to get on a plane to go anywhere to just be away from Kabul and the life they dreaded to face. Some families were stuck at the airport grounds for 4 days. They were not permitted inside, so they slept on the grounds outside. They ate and drank whatever the army provided. Children were dehydrated and babies were at the brink of starvation due to lack of milk. On August 24th, there was more panic, and fear heightened as the clock was ticking. Some families left without their children, and some children left without their parents. The scene was something from a different time. As an Afghan woman living in the United States, I was watching in disbelief how something so barbaric could be occurring in this big modern world.
Every night around 6 p.m. or so, after my son Ayaan finished his homework, we would spend some time together while we would just catch up on life.
“Happy Hour” is what we named it. The hour we put aside was just for the two of us, and we would exchange stories. Sometimes the dogs would sneak and interrupt us, but soon they too would be kicked out. Our conversation was about our day’s highlights and lows, talking about the good things that took place at school, and the not so good things that had happened that day. That day, I shared my low with Ayaan; it was the unfortunate incident that was happening in Kabul.
I was angry and astonished at how the situation was handled. How is it possible that after 20 years, the US army was so abruptly ordered to exit, creating one of the most unfortunate and preventable incidents in history. How could they break the promise of protecting the lives of the civil Afghans who had sacrificed their own lives to assist the US government in defeating the Taliban? Now they were left at their own mercy with a ticking clock over their heads. My only hope was that what I saw was not true, that the Afghans were used as a scape goat towards the Taliban’s takeover of Afghanistan, in exchange for the US army to exit Afghanistan permanently and safely. Unfortunately, Afghans were utilized, and while some were lucky enough to leave Afghanistan, many were left behind, fearing for their lives every hour of every day.
“Is there any way we can get out?” was a message I received via Instagram as one civilian in Kabul struggled to find answers after all hope of getting out was now impossible. The Afghan worked with Americans to achieve their mission, risking their lives. They now felt betrayed, angry, and fearful of how the Taliban would punish them. These Afghans felt neglected, and they demanded the United States keep their promise of securing Special Immigration Visas to the United States. They had no other way but to reach out to those Afghans who resided in the United States, to help them. Afghan Americans feared for the safety of their families, but there was little they could do.
My highlight was an immense sense of gratitude, and I reached out and hugged my son a little tighter. It didn’t bother me that he hadn’t finished his reading yet, or that it was getting late for bed; I just wanted to hug him for a bit longer.
I went on to get dinner...