The Story of Nik Bakht My name is Nik Bakht and I am almost 60 years old. I am originally from Bamiyan but have been If the war did not take the lives of Ramazan and Abdul Hamid, perhaps today everything would be different. They might even be feeling the prosperity, joy and happiness of being grandparents. Unfortunately, for Nik Bakht and her husband to smile has become a meaningless act as they are constantly disturbed by the tragic deaths of Ramazan and Abdul Hamid. For them, every moment of their lives has turned into a terrible nightmare and their only solace are the photographs of Ramazan and Abdul Hamid, who continue to live in their memories until the day their souls will go to rest. A journey into the painful life of Nik Bakht can open our eyes to the hidden realities of war. War is not just a passing episode in the history of a country. When it occurs, it takes away the peace and wellbeing of the people forever. living in Kabul for a long time. Our life was good before the war but then I lost two of my sons. One of them was killed in Deh Mazang and the other one in Kote- Sangi. Ramazan was killed in KoteSangi though I do not exactly know how it happened… a bullet was stuck in his head and his eyes bulged. My second son was called Abdul Hamid. He was two years younger than Ramazan. He died only a month after Ramazan’s murder. It happened during the holy month of Ramadan and Abdul Hamid had gone to the bakery to buy bread. We did not know that he had been shot. Later we learned that after he was shot, he was taken to the hospital and that he was still alive when they took him. When he finally died, his body was brought to the local mosque, which is where we were informed about his death. During the war everyone we knew left and fled the city and we were asked to take care of people’s homes. However, the bullets were coming from all sides and we were unable to go anywhere. In those days, my husband worked as a porter and it was very hard for us to make ends The Memory Box Initiative: Seeking to Break the Cycle of Violence and Tragedy in Afghanistan The Memory Box Initiative: Seeking to Break the Cycle of Violence and Tragedy in Afghanistan 13 When Only Photographs Remain Nik Bakht is the symbol of a victimized generation struggling to deal with the trauma of never ending war. The dragons of war devoured her two sons within a short period of time and by now it hardly matters who was responsible for their murders. What is important is the infinite injury inflicted upon her heart. Years after her sons’ departure, she and her aging husband are living an existence between life and death, their lives, in the aftermath of their sons’ murder, restricted only to the “ sphere of pain”. This couple spent most of their years grieving their lost sons. Now they are old and the chains of poverty and helplessness have invaded them once and for all. There is no more energy left in her husband’s body to work as a porter to make ends meet. The “storm of poverty” has destroyed their lives. They can do nothing except to watch other people’s happiness with broken hearts and sad eyes. Every time they look into the face of a young man, they remember their own young sons at the time of their early death: Ramazan was 21 years old and Abdul Hamid 19 when they were killed. 14