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Unveiling Women before the Talibans’ Eyes

Gaping through the leaf of quondam memoirs, Afghan women once again
are living under the shadows of macabre past- not too distant recuperating from,
fatal enough to reminisce.
Rostered heavily by the repression of civil terrorism perfused by the piously
hegemonic Talibans, Afhans now are crying for a tutelage, praying for an en masse
salvation of their freedom which have gone playfully hoodwinked by their
draconian captors in the mist of Sunday morning, August 15.
Freedom in the country for the past years have decimated as the Talibans
recoiled their bastion, gradually enervating cities and remote areas from time to
time. The scheme tottered the nation and has besieged the rights of many
women.
The last time the Talibans held power in the late 90s and early 2000s,
repression was an evident feature. This provocative event is never a globaloney
for Afghan women. Restricting girls from attending school and prohibiting women
to hold jobs or leave their homes without male relative accompaniment are just
few aggravating pressures best by the ruthlessness of their totalitarian rule.
On media conference, Taliban spokesperson Zabihullah Mujahid said, “We
assure that there will be no violence against women.”- this statement for many
Afghans is just a leeway for terrorists to obviate their nascent purpose.
The notion that the Talibans will suddenly alter their ways has been greeted
with deep skepticism. Facts laid no news reports that Talibans are just making a
good countenance for their intent not to draw more ‘Americans’ intervening their
control over the land. In Herat, a province in Afghanistan, resident there said that
the Talibans are fully imposing the old draconian method of Islamic interpretation
and to other insular areas.
Afghans fear for their uncertainty of their fate as a nation. The vestige of
their ancestors now haunts their dreams, cloistering a much bigger curtain of dark
burqas.
What they gaped through those leaves are memoirs that hid their
freedoms. Freedoms only courage could unveil.

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