Malala’s wounds on Nasrin Sotoudeh’s body / Mansoureh Shojaee

FeministSchool: Malala’s black curls on white bandages covering wounds imposed by Talibans’ bullets are beautiful.

No! Malala’s black curls are even more beautiful when they show on white bandages covering wounds imposed by Talibans’ bullets.

News was read. Pictures quickly disappear from the front page and new information arrives.

Nasrin Sotoudeh’s frail body began a new hunger strike to get in person visits with her children and her husband; her body will weaken further.

No! Nasrin Sotoudeh’s frail body, struggling against injustice done to women inside and outside the prison will weaken further.

We saw news, pictures, interviews and statements. Alas, nothing was told about the power of the body, nothing written about it. On viewing the information, photos, questions, and statements.Forget about it.

We read and heard that Malala Yousafzai was eleven or twelve years old, that she was writing about the problems that the girls from Swat valley were encountering for their education and their security.

We read and heard that Mehraveh Khandan was eleven or twelve years old, that she was banned from leaving the country and then summoned for interrogation.

Facing the Talibans’ threats, Malala’s mother said she was not in need of a guard, that the danger was not frightening her daughter who only spoke about schooling for girls, and two years later…

Facing procedures, Mehraveh’s mother said she was not in need of a guard, that nobody could understand the danger of a mother meeting with her daughter, and some months later…

Malala’s mother worries about her daughters survival; she carried her agonizing body above and across the sea to bring her to another country, hoping she will recover, anxiously expecting any doctor’s word.

Mehraveh’s mother worries about the life and security of her daughter and of other girls. She then bangs her frail body against the prison’s walls so that this bastion of strength and power may once more witness her struggle against injustice.

To save her daughter, Malala’s mother anxiously knocks at every door, visits every country.

To save her daughter from an invisible pain, Mehraveh’s mother anxiously bangs at the walls of her prison and forwards to any visitor the message of this injustice.

A mother is a mother, when she carries the wounded body of her child from door to door or when she tortures at highest point her own wounded body trying to give back her child’s lost quietness at the end, her spirit flying to bring to the world the voice of her child and of the children of her child. And that is what Nasrin did.

Nasrin closed her mouth to any bite, Malala and the other teen-age girls lost their security, caught under legal fire by Taliban in the whole region. The scar on Malala’s forehead is a sign of the evil; Nasrin has been looking for the cure to this evil for years.

Wounds on Nasrin Sotoudeh’s and Malala Yousafzai’s bodies were caused by the same weapon. At the same time, Nasrine began her hunger strike and Malala was wounded, a community of action and of fate between this mother and this daughter; it was not planned, it is just their common fate.

The concurrence of their fates seems to tell us that, instead of asking Nasrin and all Nasrins in the world to stop their hunger strikes, we should rather address the opposite and show the whole world the yells of Malalas and Nasrins caused by eastern and western Taliban. The concurrence of these two events seems to tell us that the cure for Malala’s wounds will come from empathy and from the yells that freedom-loving people will shout against the hegemony of Talibans’ laws; it is also the cure for Nasrin’s sore body since food cannot bring her its strength.

Source in Persian:

http://tinyurl.com/a9dnqo4