Couple of hours later I heard my mobile phone ringing. I leaped to answer it. It was my friend again. “Moign, come online again,” Adeel said and burst into a laughter. He reassured me that everything is alright and he’s got many things to tell me. While the online connection with him was shaky I hoped his experience was not better than I can imagine.

“It was our ‘friends’ from the Afghan National Army. They said they were doing security checks and making sure that ‘bad guys’ are not moving in their area,” he said with a cheeky smile. “They wanted something from us but when I mentioned our links with UN they couldn’t ask for anything,” he said while showing his wallet to me. I couldn’t help but smile…

Mission at Hand

They soon arrived at the destination after hours long journey. The town, as described by Adeel, was very remote and had few signs of modern living. The dusty alleyways, stacks of hay and firewood, mud-lined walls of houses and roaming sheep and donkeys were hallmarks of any medieval town. Yet dish antennas sprung on almost every roof of the houses in this far-flung town.

“Our challenge is to install communications equipment on that tower up there,” he said while pointing his finger towards a nearby hill. As mentioned earlier, this communications tower will connect this remote town with the rest of the country and provide information to the local population especially the town school and hospital.

While walking on the town’s dusty roads, Adeel described a few election posters pasted on the mud walls and electricity poles. “So we’ve got puppet king Hamid Karzai, ringmaster Abdullah Abdullah and IMF henchman Ashraf Ghani in this year’s election circus,” gibed Adeel’s driver Karim. Adeel’s laughter echoed in the empty streets of the dusty town.

“Tell me about the people’s hopes about the upcoming elections,” I said, while Adeel marched towards the communications tower. Hiding his face from direct sunlight he said: “Mixed emotions…but the majority is hopeless. They know that their vote is just a dummy. Actual vote casting will be held in Washington.”

Posters of various presidential candidates stuck on walls in Kabul. Photo - Tyler Hicks/NYT

Posters of various presidential candidates stuck on walls in Kabul. (Tyler Hicks/New York Times)

“People are not really happy. They complain that inflation has spiraled out of control while wages dipped. Security has worsened as police and national army walk hand in hand with criminal gangs. Taliban reemerged on the socio-political scene destroying any progress made over the years. Foreign forces operate with impunity and continue to wipe off civilian populations across the country. A myriad of reasons has alienated the masses and dashed their hopes of normal life,” the Afghan driver added.

“I blame Afghans equally for this situation. Instead of uniting they’re divided along ethnic lines. The country’s Pashtun population cannot see a non-Pashtun head of state hence they’ll vote for Hamid Karzai not Abdullah Abdullah or any other ethnic candidate. Their logic: its better to support the bad against the worse,” Adeel said. Karim, himself Pashtun, nodded in agreement.

Peace Champs

Afghans routinely accuse foreign occupation troops of being involved in the drug trade, bootlegging, prostitution and human smuggling. And as if these crimes were not enough, war crimes tarnish the image of the so-called ‘peacekeepers’ in the country. While US and coalition keep a record of their fatalities and casualties, the death toll of Afghan civilians is anyone’s guess. No record has ever been maintained since the 2001 invasion of the country and never the results of official inquiries into civilian killings by aerial bombardments or outraged ground troops ever disclosed.

Amnesty International routinely accuses international forces of heavy-handedness and violations of international humanitarian law. It has documented hundreds of civilians deaths in air strikes and indiscriminate military ground attacks that took place across the country. Occupation forces are yet to respond adequately to these reports…

“So will you support the Taliban in their quest to defeat the occupation forces?” I lobbed a thorny question at the driver. “What are you talking about my friend? There is no way we can support these heartless people. May God have some mercy on us…we’re stuck between the devil and the deep sea,” he said while lashing out at both the parties. Adeel explained his rage to me.

Women and children hold pictures of their dead relatives as they sit around a grave of a relative who was killed during an air strike in western Afghanistan. Photo - Reuters

Women and children hold pictures of their dead relatives as they sit around a grave of a relative who was killed during an air strike in western Afghanistan. (Reuters)

“Karim was caught by the Taliban when they were in power 9 years ago. He was traveling in his car in Jalalabad when his vehicle was stopped and checked by the Islamic militia. They found a cassette player and a photograph from his possession and gave him a good beating,” Adeel said while patting his driver’s shoulder. I asked whose photograph it was to which he replied: “It was his sister’s. He was going to his future in laws to show the picture. Taliban made photography a crime punishable to death as they considered it idol worshiping,” he added.

“Though I’m a Pashtun I strongly oppose both the Taliban and Hamid Karzai. Taliban are savage people who terrorize people by committing brutal acts. They not only target foreign aid organizations, people who receive their aid also become victim of their inhuman acts. Slitting throats, killing innocent civilians and foreign aid workers, setting schools alight, kidnapping people etc. What is this? Will this win our hearts and minds?” an agitated Karim said with disgust clear in his tone.

“There is one thing more I’d like to add here Moign,” Adeel hastened to add before he got off his car. “Label it as conspiracy theory or rumor; I’m 100% sure that Taliban leader Mullah Omar, like Osama bin Laden, is just a myth. Has anyone see him after the war?” he argued. “Since nearly a decade, all US and NATO surveillance is focusing on this small country yet they cannot identify the most wanted man.

“These people can do anything for money. I’m surprised that no one has turned him up for 25 million dollars,” the 28 year old said in a sarcastic tone underlining the fact that greed among many Afghan people has reached enormous heights. As a result, old enmities have reignited once again and the society has become fragmented than ever.

Hospitable People, Inhospitable Terrain

Afghans are known for their legendary hospitality and code for their guests. While at work, Adeel and his team received numerous offers from Afghan villagers to have lunch with their family. As direct refusal is considered extremely rude, they had to offer the excuse that they can only eat once their work is over. But they couldn’t refuse a man who came with his cute six year old girl.

“My girl wants to say something to you guys,” the young man, who looked in his late twenties ,whispered into Adeel’s ears. “I’ve made some food with my mother. Do you not want to eat it with us?” the girl said in a sweet irresistible tone. None of them could say no to her…

The little girl, named Sughra, lived in a typical village house. Big mud-walled house with kitchen on one side and a bed on the other far end of the hall-like room. The only possession they could be proud of was their old color television set.

The smell of aromatic rice mesmerized both Adeel and his driver Karim. The little girl was way too happy to have guests in her house. Her mother stayed in the kitchen to make some flat bread called chapati. “I’m worried about her future my friends,” Sughra’s father told in a concerned voice. “The Taliban are trying to make a comeback and I’m afraid they’ll burn down the nearby girls’ school. How will she learn to read and write if that happens?” the anxious villager asked.

“There was a time when the Taliban could have been trusted. They were naive people for sure but they were not criminals. They were the ones who ended the bloody 1992-1996 civil war in Kabul by kicking out the warlords. They wanted to bring some change. They did too many things at the same time and lost control due to incapacity,” the villager reminisced. “Even if there was no money in Afghanistan, we still had peace. Now we have no peace while the money is in the hands of few puppets,” Sughra’s father remarked with a hollow tone. An eerie silence prevailed while everyone tried to finish their meals.

The serious conversation continued during the lunch only to be interrupted by Sughra’s laughter. She kept on asking childish but cute questions that at times made everyone laugh. Holding her finger while Sughra danced to a tune, Adeel asked her father: “What future do you want to give her?” Her young father sealed his lips with an empty smile.

“I wish to have a system in this country that makes her dreams come true. That works for the betterment of children like her. A future where they can live in peace with no fear from inside or the outside,” Sughra’s father said while holding his hands together as if making a prayer. They all said nothing but “Amen” in unison. What else could they have said?

Clear Message

Soon they left for work. It was sheer hard work amidst hot, dusty afternoon. The view from top of the tower was breathtaking. “I saw poppy fields from up there,” Adeel said in an excited tone. He couldn’t believe his eyes when he saw hectares of poppy fields spread across the plains.

Soon the village chief called in. He came with a request to have tea with the village elders once the work is completed. This was another hospitality call that they couldn’t refuse to attend.

The village chief’s house had a big lounge with traditional seating arrangement. An elegant Afghan carpet was laid on the floor adored with cushions. Tea was ready and was served to the guests in small cups. Candies instead of sugar cubes were there as tea sweetener, another unique Afghan custom.

The informal meeting started when Adeel and his team was showered with praise for the work they did. The elders raised their hands and prayed for the success of each and every member of the telecommunications installation team. But within no time the prayers turned to requests and requests changed to complaints.

“We are really fed up of the nearby Coalition forces base,” the village leader said in an irritating tone. All the others nodded in agreement. “This base comes under attack by the Taliban on daily basis. We do not know about the casualties they suffer but their anger is vented at us. They come to our village and round up our youth. They accuse them of being Taliban sympathizers. How can we support Taliban when we do not like them at all?” the clan chief said in a perturbed voice.

The atmosphere was very tense. Everyone was telling about the recent aerial bombing that claimed lives of innocent civilians. Some of the elders lost their families in the air raid that was carried out by  the coalition air force. Instead of hitting enemy positions it hit the village. Civilians killed in such incidents are known as ‘collateral damage’ in the Allies’ military dictionary.

While everyone was sipping their last bit of tea, the village leader made a very interesting comment. “My son,” he said to Adeel while addressing him. “We have lived under various systems when the British left us in 1919. We have lived under a king. We have seen democracy. We have witnessed communism. We have braved the advances of warlords and lived under their arbitrary rule,” the seventy-something village elder said in a soft tone. “What we have never lived under is foreign occupation. We are the people who resist hegemony. We hate it more than anything else in this world,” the chief reaffirmed.

A member of the NATO-led coalition force on a helicopter patrol in Kandahar, southern Afghanistan. Afghans have long demanded an end to misuse of aerial fire power and night time raids. Photo - Reuters

A member of the NATO-led coalition force on a helicopter patrol in Kandahar, southern Afghanistan. Afghans have long demanded an end to misuse of aerial fire power and night time raids. (Reuters)

“We would somehow accept the harsh Taliban rule but life under foreign occupiers is against our national code. We die happily resisting their occupation than live sadly supporting the imperialists.” The tea finished and so did the meeting.

Lost Hopes

The evening was drawing to a close. Adeel was quick to point out an unusual view in the sky where the clouds were scattered as if being smashed by a big hammer. He rejoiced for a while but then quickly added: “I think the hopes of the people of Afghan are smashed the same way. The promises made nine years ago still remain a distant reality. What we see on the ground is reflected in the sky I reckon,” the telecommunications engineer conferred with me.

Its been a week since the presidential elections in Afghanistan. A month since NATO-forces completed a military operation against the Taliban in different parts of the country. A year since US Commander-in-chief promised an inquiry into the civilian deaths caused by air raid on an Afghan village. And almost eight years since the 9/11 attacks took place in New York.

Majority of Afghans resent the foreign occupation and would like to see the US and NATO troops leave the country soon. Photo - Reuters

Majority of Afghans resent the foreign occupation and would like to see the US and NATO troops leave the country soon. (Reuters)

It is too premature to say who will win the elections. The results of Operation Panther Claw are yet to be seen on the ground. No one knows why the US air force struck the Afghan village during a night time raid, how many innocent civilians were killed and if the guilty will be punished or not. And, till now, the perpetrators of the 9/11 attacks have not faced justice.

What has really happened during these eight years is that the suffering of Afghan people has risen manifold, corruption has gone out of control, inflation has sky rocketed, poppy cultivation has grown to unprecedented heights and the situation of law and order has worsened unimaginably.

“I think this country needs a big thunderstorm that washes up all the dirt and cleans up all the mess. A thunderstorm that rumbles all night long but next morning you wake up to see bright sunshine and a calm atmosphere. I really pray for this unfortunate nation,” he prayed while his car sped fast on the dusty highway.