15 August, Kabul Falls. I don’t see Kabul anymore. Kabul doesn’t have its own blue sky anymore. And the girls of this city can no longer wear their flowery dresses and skirts. They’ve forgotten their laughter. It was a dark day for Kabul and its people. I didn’t think at all that the TalibanContinue reading “15 August kabul fall. non-fiction, photography by Ahmad Ali Fadakar”
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A story from a tired land. words and photo gallery by Ahmad Ali Fidakar
A story from a tired land Once upon a time, nearly two decades ago, a miracle occurred at the center of crisis and turmoil in Ghazni province in a tired land when a humourful and playful boy was born into a traditional and populous family whose souls and minds for years had been harnessed byContinue reading “A story from a tired land. words and photo gallery by Ahmad Ali Fidakar”
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