It’s been a year since last time I was at home with my family. There in my village I was invited to a wedding by those families which are living in our neighborhood and in my village it’s a must-do practice inviting all of the villagers in a wedding.
I went to the wedding party, but faced with the saddest party one would ever be faced with. Everyone except the father of the bride was sad in those moments both for the groom’s age which was aequal to the age of the bride’s father, and the groom’s (first) wife. or in other words; the bride was more like the daughter of that old man, than his wife.
I know that girl (bride) since she was born. She is hardly 14. The man whom she was to marry is a local businessman and already have a big family; two daughters and three sons.
That wedding was actually, exchanging; the fate of a woman and the whole life of that girl with money.
The same story is happening tonight. A 16 years old girl is getting married to a man who has the age of her father. Actually, the man who is going to be her husband, is the closest friend of her father.
I know this girl too, who in the next few hours going to be the stepmother of five teenagers, who are more like her brothers and sisters, than her step-daughter/son.
You would ask yourself that, what is the relationship between these two stories? Except the hard life, which is living by the first groom, and is waiting for the second one.
Well, Because the first story is happened in my village -Nawur, Ghazni, Afghanistan and the second one is happening now (22:05) in the Kabul city, the capital of the country.
The organizations which are working to keep the women’s basic rights safe, in Afghanistan, have said that child-marriage is happening just in remote villages, where is not under the control of the government and people often sell their daughters in exchange of the money or farmland. But now in the capital of the country, in Kabul; me and hundreds of people like me, including the women/children rights activists are attending to such weddings party without thinking about that girl, and the kind of life she is forced to live in.
☆ I was writing while I was inside the car (an excuse for the mistakes) coming back from an event which is going to be the start of another tragedy, that the Afghan girls have to be faced with. Sexual harassment of women, girls and children, is the other one and there are many ones…
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