The Light We Refuse to Dim

My name is Tülin. It’s the name given to the halo of light that forms around the moon. Like that gentle glow often overlooked yet always present. I am a beam of light that illuminates the night, guiding the way. No matter how deep the darkness, I remain. Just like the women who stand tall despite the shadows surrounding…

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The face of women in Afghanistan: Wasima

Her name is Wasima. She’s 39 years old and a mother of six. She lost her mother when she was just 10, growing up an orphan in a place where poverty is deep and women are barely valued. If anyone can tell you what it means to grow up motherless in such a world, it’s her. At the age…

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