Mozhgan Mahjoob

Kabul

Mozhgan MAHJOOB (poet, writer; Afghanistan) was born in 1992 to an intellectual family in Kabul. She studied English Literature at Herat University and although she writes in Persian, the majority of her creative work is written in English. She received the top rank among twelve thousand students in 2010 at a competition for writing the best essay and short story.

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...بیا یکبار دیگر بیا یک بار دیگر بیگانه شویم هر دو در قصه عشق خود افسانه شویم هر دو مانند کبوتر ها پر کشیم در آن بالا در اوج تنهای تنها نشویم هر دو همچو شاهپرکها بنشینیم روی... media_text	The Song of Freedom When sun rises high I wish to fly In silence of sunlight At shinning moon of night I want to see the sea I wish to be free. I and spring Together sit and sing Each moment is... media_text	Last Wish I am with you wherever you are, Up or down, near or far_ My soul cannot be separated from you; Final destiny! By Your precious love_ I see the moon and reach in sky. Like sky sometimes... media_text
Fighting, Fighting Who knows that what is sad? What is doleful and so flat? Each one seen it, each heart suffered Even flowers of desert, became hopeless of that. Fighting, Fighting! You are for what? Put the... media_text	Love is All... Love is all, love is flower It’s what which makes you higher Love is the moon in each twilight, It is a lamp, it is a light Call it a rainbow over sky; Only by love you can fly Love is... media_text	..در جستجوی تو این منم آری منم اسیر زلف و روی تو هر جا روم من در بدر هستم به جستجوی تو ازین پرسم با آن رسم با آن رسم از تو پرسم آیا بتو خواهم رسید چون پر زنم بسوی تو؟ سالها گذشت دیوانه وار هر... media_text
Violence Against Women in Afghanistan Humanity consists of men and women, so the earth needs both of them for its development. If we visualize a human to a bird which flies by its two wings then we can easily claim that woman is one of the wings and... media_text	آدمک های ظاهر نما میروم با اشک و آه و ناله ها میطپم من از هجوم درد ها آخر اینجا هم برایم جا نبود... هیچکس صادق به مثل ما نبود در پس هر چهره ای بود چهره ها هیچکس چون من نبود در... media_text	Waiting If you come in the fall I will paint on a wall, A love cottage and a moon_ I am waiting you come soon. I will wait all the year, Summer, spring, fall, winter_ I will count day by day;... media_text
The Pink Shoes The weather was extremely cold and snowy. The street was covered by ice and snow. Everyone was in a hurry to gohome as soon as possible. "Buy a handkerchief for yourself please," said a small boy, his hands... media_text	When Things Fall Apart Things fall apart At a twinkle,... media_text	تو بودی دلم را با نگاهی تو ربودی برایم عاشقانه می سرودی اگر روزی کسی همراز من بود تو بودی و تو بودی و تو بودی media_text

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