The journey was long and perilous.
The Americans had a great desire to preserve the lives of their warriors and often fired on anything that moved.
Arrived in Kabul, I was looking for my sister and her family.
I found a place to sleep with very nice view on the street, the building had lost its facade during [...]

The truck stopped and we jumped down quickly.
The others were excited and disputed about who would have the honor of becoming a Ghazi by killing an enemy of Islam.
A ridiculous concern for Afghans that becomes a Ghazi by fighting foreign aggressors.
A terrible scene revealed to my gaze and I wanted to be blind, be deaf, [...]

The body of my mother rested barely in Hazârajat that my superiors sent me to a mission of espionage in Yakaolang.
They wanted to take advantage of my Hazâra physical appareance to gather information on the intentions of Khalili and his troops. The rumor grew on that he would fell upon the country in the coming [...]

I spent the years 2000 to perform as well as possible my Taliban’s duties and those of my new status as head of household.
The duties of a Taliban in the Shiite country were reduced to its simplest expression. We were patrolling the city to make sure that the Koranic law was respected as the Kabul [...]

The first time in Bamyan I was lost.
I do not going to visit my family and I did my best to avoid contact with any Hazâra.
What I have to admit was a tour de force at the heart of our country.
My boss highly appreciated this restraint
I was trying to hide me from the ghosts that [...]

In the late seventies, the news fell like a bomb. It was war, the infidels among the infidels had invaded the country.
I learned a lot in Pakistan and when the calls for help came from Afghanistan, I was leaving with a light heart, happy to see my city, my valley, happy to fight the [...]

“Taqadus ? Do you want a cigarette ?  »
« Yes, I do ! »
The jailer gives me a cigarette between the bars.
I smoke greedily and cough !
He laughs…
The sun will soon up on our beautiful valley of Bamyan.
 » Our valley « , despite everything, despite the war, death and horrors.
 » Taqadus ! It is time to pray ! [...]

The Thousand and One Nights…
Grilled lamb and spices smells , colors to blow up your nose…
Colored cries, wire netting covered faces, children’s smiles…
In the distance, threatening shadows with spattered battledress, their weapons showing teeth.
The crowd feigned ignorance, the killers transparency…

The other side…
Grilled meat and spices stinks, colors to throw up…
Insane sounds, masked faces, verminous smiles…
In the distance, threatening shadows, jellabas with multiple colors.
“Look at their hands!”
We feign transparency, the crowd the ignorance…
We control the adjacent streets to protect these rats.
Everyone makes the same gestures, like an insect, like a machine.
Jackson goes first, he targets [...]

Omar…
Smells, colors, he closed his senses.
Colored cries, faces, children form on his face as on an oiled canvas…
In the distance, shadows…
They ape ignorance, the other transparency…
They stir, threaten, try to live.
He moves like in a dream, a reprieve, a truce.
He left the infidels for his appointment with the ultimate.
That horns, that stinks, that squeals.
The place [...]

Rashid…
Smells from the delicacies to swallow, from spices, colors to drown your eyes…
Colored cries, veiled faces , smiles filled with teeth…
In the distance, the Americans, promises of Sweets and Chewing gum.
The adults ignore them, The soldiers melt into the background.
The big guys haggle, the kids dodge in and out and life scrolls.
Everyone makes the [...]

On December 12, 1502 in the hamlet of Kersignac.
« Oh, my God ! My God ! Titouan! What have you done ? »
The parents of little Nolwen returned home to discover the death of their two-year-old girl, crushed, her bones dislocated…
Titouan, the six-year-old with whom they had left their daughter, lay there, unconscious.
Sadness and mourning invaded the [...]

My jewels, my memories
Are gone in the worst wind
My friends, my lovers
Are gone in the flying wind
Just like a wilted flower
Fall the hearts petals
When from solitude frozen
Slow decrepitude
I look for my house
I look for my reason
Emptying the drawers
I find a mirror
In it I see one unknown
Who is naked like me
Bare in the night
Bare of the [...]