April 15, 2020

“I did everything with my brother who was two years younger than me. We would go out together, work together, and would stick together through good and bad times…and everything else. We lived in Darogha. We sold bread in the 1970s. One morning, it was drastically cold and we went to get the bread at Sera Square. I felt like he was sick and somber, but we had no choice because we weren’t doing financially well… One time we were fighting at home. Suddenly our older brother came in. He was the eldest, he locked us in a room to stop fighting, but we started fighting in the room again as if nothing had happened.”

“After a tragedy, my entire life changed – my dear, little brother’s death in 1991 during Sulaimani’s uprising at the Red Museum… Now I just spend my time taking care of animals. I have an outstanding love for animals, and I feel at ease when I see them.”