KABUL,
Afghanistan — The stitches and bandages are gone, but scars streak
across one side of the girl’s face, across her cheek and behind her ear:
stark testimony to the brutal attack she barely survived Six months
ago.
When
the girl, Gul Meena, is with other people, even those whom she knows at the
shelter where she now lives, she pulls a veil across the damaged side of her
face, often touching it gingerly and sucking in her breath.
“It
hurts,” she said softly.
The
man who swung an ax over and over
into her face and neck was her brother, according to the Afghan
police and her neighbors. His reason, as best it can be pieced together from
people who know the family, was that he believed Gul Meena had dishonored their
family by running away with a man to whom she was not married.
What
made her perceived crime worse — and, in the eyes of some, what made the “honor
killing” necessary — was that she, barely past childhood, was married, said
relatives and people in her village.
With
the thin, small wrists of a child and large eyes looming sadly, Gul Meena’s
emotions flicker between the occasional smile and a solemn, distant look, as
she seems to retreat into herself. While the doctors who treated her when she
was first admitted to a hospital thought she might be 20 years old, now that
her bandages are off, she looks far younger; her caretakers at the shelter in
Kabul believe that more likely she is about 16.
When
talking to people she sometimes sounds confused, even surprised at her
situation, like a person who wakes up for the first time in a new place and
cannot remember getting there. “I don’t know how this happened to me,” she said
as she traced the scars’ raised welts with her index finger.
Neither
the doctors nor hospital orderlies who saw her in the days and even weeks after
she was brought to a hospital in eastern Afghanistan at the end of September —
with her brain protruding from her skull — thought she would survive, much less
regain the ability to walk, wash herself, eat and speak. The surgeon who first
treated her said he was unsure she would ever regain her motor skills.
She
does remember where her family comes from, and talks about it all the time: she
has four brothers and two sisters, and they grew up in the border area between
Pakistan and Afghanistan. On the Afghan side of the border, the area is in
Naray district in Kunar Province; on the Pakistani side, it is in Chitral.
She
says she cannot recall, however, what led to the attack. She has no memory of
running away from home or of going with a man who was not her husband to
Nangarhar Province, where her brother is said to have found her 10 days later.
“We
had her see a counselor, but we don’t want to push her,” said Manizha Naderi,
the executive director of Women for Afghan
Women, a human rights group that runs the shelter that is caring for
her. “She says different things at different times. At the beginning she said
she was married and had four children, now she says she has never been
married.”
Loss
of memory after traumatic events is a response seen sometimes in Western victims
of violent rape who have had head injuries or in cases of child abuse, but that
kind of amnesia is less frequent in Afghanistan, said several women’s
advocates.
“I
can’t remember a case where a person had lost her memory, but I am sure it is
possible with time and treatment for her to recover it,” said Belqis Roshan, a
female senator from Farah Province who has been outspoken on women’s issues.
Asked
what she wants to do now, Gul Meena says that all she wants is to return to her
family. “I will go as soon as you will take me,” she said to Ms. Naderi.
For
a woman in Afghanistan who has broken every taboo, however, there is no going
home.
Instead
of returning to a haven, it is far likelier that at least one family member if
not more would feel compelled by duty to enforce Pashtun tribal law and kill
her to regain the family’s standing in the community, women’s advocates say.
That
is what happened to Nilofar, another young woman being cared for in one of Ms.
Naderi’s shelters. Her father and brother tried to kill her, slashing her
throat with a knife and stabbing her in the stomach after she refused to marry
an older man they had picked out to be her husband.
They
left her for dead, but with enormous effort she managed to reach some farmers
who took her to a hospital. When she returned home, she soon learned from her
sister-in-law that her brother had started hiding a butcher knife under his
pillow and was plotting to kill her in the middle of the night. A few days
later she fled.
“I
don’t think Gul Meena can go home,” said Hassina Nekzad, the director of the
Afghan Women’s Network in western Afghanistan, where there have been 22 “honor
killings” in the last nine months. “I am sure that they will try to kill her
again. If her brother did this and they did not put him in jail, why would he
have changed? And maybe he will even feel more strongly.”
With
all the trauma she has endured, it is no wonder that Gul Meena has a wish to
find her way home, to be safe from the treachery of the world.
And
yet, even she seems to realize that it could be dangerous.
Asked
if she was able to sleep at night, she responded: “I fall asleep, but then
every night I have a dream of my older brother coming to me and saying, ‘It’s
time for you to come home,’ and then I wake up and I feel so afraid.”
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