My Dearest Father:
When I see a father who loves his daughter, when I see a brother struggle for his sister to earn a scholarship and study abroad, when I see a husband love his wife, I remember you. But when I see a father lock the door of the house to prevent his daughter from going to school, when I see a brother force his sister into marriage, when I see a husband kill his pregnant wife, I hate men. I really hate those Afghan men.
I remember when I wore my burqa and you didn’t like it so you bought flowers to put in my hair. I said that the burqa hides the flowers, but you said, “No matter. When you take the burqa off, you will smell the flowers.”