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Where is She?: Afghan Olympic Woman Aspirant missing

Posted: Jul 13, 2008 Sun 12:46 pm     Views: 323    Interacts: 5

Sole Afghan Woman Aspirant of Beijing Olympics Gone Missing in Italy

Everyday there is a new heartbreak;
Misfortune constantly raising its stakes.

Andyar, an Olympic aspirant is gone missing;
Sole Afghan woman sprinter slated for Beijing.
Andyar, A rising spirit, a brave soul,
Pride of a nation, an archetypal role.
A robe-clad aspiring Olympic athlete,
Groomed in Kabul’s hostile streets,
Where men are killed for far lesser things
She braved insults, threats and hecklings.
Practiced her runs in run down streets,
In darkness of nights to conceal her zeal.
The wrongs, the malice, the prejudice she braved,
Neighbours' spite, policeman’s raids.
Jealousy, bigotry, inequity, insolence,
She faced threats for offence of innocence.
Yet followed her dream to go for the games,
And made a nation proud of her name.

Living in those squalid slums
Where even water does not run.
With scarf tightly wrapped over the head
And long robes worn as jumper dress
She followed the dream all the same
To be in Afghan Team in Beijing games.
And expectant eyes of the world
Followed her! Miss Mahboba Andyar!
And suddenly this shocking news we hear:
She is missing! She has disappeared!

“Where she has gone, and why?” I asked.
First I dreaded the dreadful thought:
A prey to an assassin’s heartless gun
Or abducted by those malicious ones?
But when I listened a little more to the news
The picture starts giving more likely clues.

It may be that every night and day
In her little Italian practicing place
When she looked at her Kabul-life days
Every insult she bore, every threat she faced
Came shooting at her with her every thought
Like an arrow that pierces but stays in heart
And cries of the loved-ones, mother’s moans
Could not make her to come back home.
Hell it was – hell it remains
If she runs away – can you blame?


Mutaal Mooquin
July 11, 2008

Refer:
1. Time Report
2. An earlier article on TimeOnLine "... sole woman competitor has had to prepare herself mentally for the biggest challenge of her life while dealing with sinister midnight telephone calls, the open derision of her neighbours and even police harassment."
3. YouTube clip


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Latest comments
Posted by kashkin on Monday July 14, 2008 05:19 pm
Quin,
Beautiful description of raw human emotion..fragile and yet so powerful......
Posted by quin on Monday July 14, 2008 01:48 pm
NDocR: Your apprehension is not without merit. The later news-clip on CBC showed that when a reporter tried to reach her through phone, the response was unconvincing. She refused to identify herself or talk. And now there is no more news.
Sometime watching such small stories is more revealing of the larger tragedies – which are screamed everyday in headlines. So I picked this ‘small’ news item as subject of my poem. I don’t know if media will follow up on this and we may or may not know in the end what really happened.
Thanks for bringing your perspective.
Delirium, akcheema, thanks for your comments.
Posted by NDocR on Monday July 14, 2008 12:18 pm
I read your poem - But I disagree with your take.

I see a tragic make-disappear story (i.e. kidnapping) more likely than her simply getting away.

The proof will be in the pudding: If she disappeared and applies for asylum her family back home will be in danger. If her family turns out to be safe, it is likely that she got "eliminated." Time will tell.

What a sad truth, no matter how you look at it.
Posted by Delirium on Monday July 14, 2008 01:22 am
How unfortunate!
Posted by akcheema on Sunday July 13, 2008 11:54 pm
all I can say is Best of Luck Mahboba......Good one quin!

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