is a victim/survivor of a/an
Additional information
Date of birth:
Nov 10, 1968
Village/Town of birth:
Unknown
Province of birth:
Confidential: Confidential
Gender:
Male
Ethnicity:
Tajik
Education:
Illiterate
Date of the main incident:
March 22, 1989
Place of the main incident:
Khirokhel
Incident description
In the dark midnight, all were sleeping. That night when the explosion took place, I imagined our home upside down. Those scenes of horror and darkness still haunt my dreams. In the dark, I tried to move and look for my family members, those who were fine and who were injured. But I couldn’t get up and move. Then, I figured out that my leg felt wet and I was injured by broken glass from my house. I had lost one leg in 1989 in a mine explosion. This time, my other leg was injured.
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Alleged type of harm
Alleged type of crimes
Province:
Khost: Nadir Shah Kot
Latitude:
33.3160761237395
Longitude:
69.698638774629
Latitude: 33.3160761237395
Longitude: 69.698638774629
The Curse of Incidents Always Hit the Poor
Name and Last Name: Kabalsha Aghajan
Date of Birth: 10 November 1968
Date of Injury: 22 March 1989
Type of Arm: Mine
In the dark midnight, all were sleeping. That night when the explosion took place, I imagined our home upside down. Those scenes of horror and darkness still haunt my dreams. In the dark, I tried to move and look for my family members, those who were fine and who were injured. But I couldn’t get up and move. Then, I figured out that my leg felt wet and I was injured by the broken glass from my house. I had lost one leg in 1989 in a mine explosion. This time, my other leg was injured.
All my family were terrified. The floor was covered with broken glass. We could not see anything in the dark.
After the first incident when I lost my leg, my family behaved and liked me like before. But it was painful for myself because I sometimes feel that I can’t do enough with disability.
When I was injured the first time, I was treated at the government hospital and also provided with other assistance. After I got out of the hospital, I was provided with monthly coupons along with 4000 Afghanis in cash. But the assistance our current government provides is not sufficient.
I ask the government to bring peace and to not forget war victims. We were disabled in this land and we are its citizens. Sometimes I hear very unfair words. They say that people like me are culprits or perpetrators. That’s we are disabled. When I hear these words, my heart breaks and it makes me sad.
