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Hussnia in Bamiyan, central region of Afghanistan

When she was born, it made her family sad. When she tried to enter school, her father stopped her. When she entered university, her family stopped funding. Throughout her lifetime, she has been dealing with huge obstacles and her family never appreciated her works but her perseverance moves her on.
Hussnia Bakhteyari remembers story of her childhood. Her mother has told her story when she was 12-year old. Story of her birth. The birth of misfortune infant in an Afghan family. First infant in her family was a “she”. She was Hussnia but that was not what the family expected to have; they wanted a son, Hussnia remembers the story her mother told her.
Lonely days and nights of her mother was a great opportunity for her to hear story of her birth and misfortunate of being a girl in Afghanistan.
Her coming story to earth is story of million girls in Afghanistan. “When I was born in 1987, my grandmother, grandfather and all the family members were sad. Especially, mother of my mother and mother of my father, my both grandmother, had fight with each other and crying over me why our daughter and son have daughter not son.” told me Hussnia.
Who was to blame? Her mother? Her father? Or misfortune of Hussnia? The questions were in mind of her family members, she remembers the story. She also remembers the other parts of her story when her mother was to blame. “At the time, sister of my father had even attempted to find another wife for my father.” She remembers the story. “Sister of my father had used to complain about my Chinese eyes, and saying look at her eyes, she wouldn’t be able to see with those eyes.”
After passing over 25 years from the story, it still hurts her when she talks about her childhood. “It makes feel angry.” told me Hussnia.
Discrimination. It’s other part of her story. Discrimination due to be accidently a girl or a boy has started in her family when her brother was born. “The family was happy when he was born.” she remembers the story. “It made me sad.”
“I was mad, unhappy, and sad. Asking myself why? Why my family behaves with me differently from the way with him.” she remembers. “Breakfast was luxury for him; egg, or milk or butter despite the fact that the family was not rich. But I had poor breakfast; tea with bread.”
The discrimination consequence still remains. “I hate to eat breakfast and most of the morning, I don’t have breakfast.”
The story is not finished yet. The discrimination remained in her family even when they immigrate to Quetta, Pakistan in 1994. Her childhood had passed without education and it was going to be the same as she was becoming a teenager.
“They didn’t care about me there, either. They sent my brother to a private school and didn’t let me get into public school.” told me Hussnia. “When my brother was doing his homework, I started to cry. Specially, his beautiful ruler made me sad and more tears were flowing down.”
That was the vital year of her life and trapped between her desire to go school or giving up and accepting what her family wanted her to be. At that time, her tears made her choice.
“For stopping my tears, they put in a Madrassa (Islamic religion school for children to learn how to read Quran and fundamentals of Islam).” said Hussnia . “In the Madrassa, I was the youngest female student of the school with female teacher who didn’t care how I do in the school and with my lesson. However, that was my assurance for a while.”
Hussnia totally wanted to turn her life into a different world when she had become teenager. “I with my own efforts entered 3rd grade of Rabia Balkhi High School when I was 15-year old.”
“Only after one year of studying, one day when I came back home, my father told me, “You can’t go to school anymore.” It shocked me.” told me Hussnia. The night of the day, she remembers, was dark. The darkness of the night and the world overcome to her and made her tears. “My tears were washing my face all the night while I was looking at my glamor books which were on my bed.”
Her desire and perseverance to education remained in her during her teenage years. As she was growing, her desire to school was becoming stronger than ever before. “I forced my family with my words to let me get into a school.” told me Hussnia.
“When I was 18 years old, I got into 5th grade of night high school which was 5—8 P.M., and two grades in one academic year. At 9th grade, I entered Firdouse High School. I continued until I could earn a high school diploma with a two-year collage of health care study, in 2010.” said Hussnia.
Her strong willpower, perseverance, and desire to growth led her to be successful in high school despite, “working on carpet, taking care of two children of her mother, and doing her school works.” confidently told me.
She was not heard by her family. They didn’t encourage her. They didn’t appreciate her works. Instead, they tried to convince her to do what she, as a girl, was supposed to do in Afghanistan. “My grandfather frequently was telling me to stop schooling and get married.” She told.
After graduation from high school, her country – Afghanistan, inspired Hussnia. She came back to her country where she was born but not accepted, nor was heard. She entered Gowharshad Higher educational institute to study law with no funds from her family. She was forced to work with ‘MOTHERS FOR PEACE project’ as tailor instructor to empower other women and to earn enough to continue schooling.
Her achievement became much more than facilities she had. “I won scholarship of ten thousand women and studied Business Study in American University of Afghanistan for two years.”
Years passed away but her family did not change. “My family came to my graduation from University without a gift.” told me Hussnia. Empty hands of her family in graduation ceremony made her cry again, she added.
She was hired by Afghanistan Independent Human Rights Commission as assistant. Then she became an entrepreneur. “I started to run my own business of Agate with major women employee” told me Hussnia.
Currently, she has secured a very though job; prosecuting attorney in attorney general office of Stop Violence Against Women. She has done it without corruption; found a job in a country where youths escape due to joblessness and corruption deeply rooted in the government that kills talents of Afghan youths.
Prosecuting attorney in attorney general office Hussnia Bakhteyari has been dealing with obstacles since childhood; born as misfortune infant of the family to have tears in graduation ceremony due to seeing empty hands of the family and in her journey, her perseverance moved her on.

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2 thoughts on “Prosecuting attorney Hussnia Bakhteyari; life-story of being a girl in Afghanistan

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