Gateways to the soul

Kabul. Afghanistan © Nazir Ekhlass

Kabul. Afghanistan © Nazir Ekhlass

He kicked a stone in the centre of the path he was walking along, and watched silently as it clattered along the alleyway slowly coming to a stop. The sound of it echoed through the night and filled it with life, if only but for a moment.

His face, a plain emotionless mask was etched with layers of soot and filth. His feet bare. His once strong, lean body now weak and worn clothed in nothing but rags, withstanding the low temperature and chilly winds.

Despite his wretched exterior his heart was alive as ever, beating with the same rhythm it had once begun with, twenty-five years before. Those years,  which now seemed a life time away had given him the best memories of his young life. Yet it was a chapter he rarely ever let himself  skim over, preferring to shut it all out than to allow the memories to plague him with a gut wrenching hurt, far beyond his comprehension.

His eyes, a piercing perfect blue held within them depths so deep one could easily get lost within their sorrow, drowning in the pain they carried.They were the gateways to his soul, carrying within them secrets so carefully treasured and concealed. If one were to but stare into them, one would be able to see the fire of his anguish and the brightness with which it burnt within him.

It had been a long time now since a smile had reached his eyes, but he was not one to be defeated so easily. He kept his hurt buried deep, locked and chained and hidden from the world.

For now his mind was focused on bigger more important things. He looked up at the horizon and knew he had only an hour to go before the sun would rise. He would be expected to return with enough food to feed two young mouthfuls, his twin brothers now completely dependent upon him and him alone. For them, a life of wretchedness was only just beginning…

Nadia Nawaz

13 thoughts on “Gateways to the soul

  1. Thank you Hira!
    People living in countries which have become war zones live such terrible lives.Especially the young kids. Their pain and suffering is indescribable

    • Thanks for reading and commenting. It means alot to know i was able to portray the lives of these people through my words if even just a mere glimpse!

  2. I am here because Hira shared this on her page. And i am really impressed. You have done something to seemingly simple words, and have made them so beautiful. This piece really touched me.

    Good work.

    • Umair i am glad you read this and it touched you! Infact Hira is the one to thank too, i feel honoured whenever anyone feels my writing is worth reading and then sharing! Thankyou!

  3. Hi Nadia,
    Love the way you use the words to capture the poignancy and pathos. There are so many posts related to Afghanistan, so I was guessing, are you from Kabul, or originally from Kabul? Nice to know you. =)
    Love, Sayantika (from India)

    • Thank you Sayantika! I really appreciate it.
      Sorry to disappoint you, but I’m not from Kabul or even Afghanistan.It’s sad really because I feel I can relate to these people.I have some Afghan friends though.

      These posts capture the pain and suffering of children of war whether is be Syria, Iraq, Afghanistan, Burma, Palestine or any other country under such circumstances. I also aim to provide an insight into poverty and suffering in general. The pictures are all taken in Afghanistan, they are so beautiful and move me so much and somehow they seem to fit my posts perfectly. =)
      It was nice having you read them!
      Love, Nadia (from the UK)

      • I’m not disappointed Nadia, it is nice to someone, be it from wherever in the world, who thinks so deeply regarding suffering in distant lands, which many of us conveniently choose to ignore.
        Love, Sayantika

  4. Oh whao!!! You took the photograph? I’ll take the opportunity to let you know its one of the most touching moments I have ever seen captured. It spoke volumes to me. Brilliant shot!
    Thank you so much for allowing me to use it, and for taking the time to read what I wrote! I’m flattered! 😀
    You are definitely a talented photographer.
    Since I now have a way of actually asking your permission, I was wondering whether it would it be okay for me to use any other photographs of yours in similar articles? I saw your page on facebook. Beautiful work!

    • Hello Nadia, i am very happy to know that you liked this photo, i am a street photographer and i am learning about photography everyday, i wish to be a pro one day.
      You can always use any photo of mine you want, my Facebook page Afghan lens is always updated with the latest photos i take from people’s lives in Kabul.
      and thanks for calling me talented 😉

      take care

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