refugee

#1Pic1Day: Bekerja di Bawah Tanah | Working Underground (Kerman, IRAN, 2008)

Working Underground (Kerman, IRAN, 2009) Bordering with warring and unstable Afghanistan, Iran has harbored millions of refugees coming from its troublesome neighbor. With their own burden of economic hardship and national security, Iranian government has to impose severe restrictions against Afghan immigrants. Job opportunities to the Afghans in Iran are limited to informal sector, and children are not allowed to go to Iranian schools. Security check is also frequent towards the Afghans, as Iran has put strict time limit for the immigrants to go back to their country. Despite of all the restrictions, Iran still receives huge influx of illegal immigrants from Afghanistan, as they still regard Iran is still promising economically compared to their war-torn homeland. Bekerja di Bawah Tanah (Kerman, IRAN, 2009) Berbatasan langsung dengan Afghanistan berarti Iran harus menampung jutaan pengungsi dari negara tetangganya yang selalu problematik itu. Dengan beban ekonomi yang berat dan juga alasan keamanan nasional, pemerintah Iran terpaksa menerapkan pembatasan yang ketat terhadap imigran Afghan. Kesempatan kerja orang Afghan di Iran dibatasi di bidang informal, dan anak-anak mereka tidak boleh bersekolah di sekolah Iran. Pemeriksaan polisi sangat sering dilakukan terhadap orang Afghan, dan Iran telah menetapkan batas waktu yang jelas supaya para imigran Afghan [...]

September 17, 2013 // 8 Comments

#1Pic1Day: Namaku Pengungsi | Growing Up as Refugee (Iran, 2008)

Growing Up As Refugee (Yazd, Iran, 2008) Most of about a million Afghan nationals living in Iran are refugees, fled their war-torn country during the 1980s Soviet war and 1990s Taliban regime. The majority of the refugees are the Shiite Hazara who receives prosecution under the Taliban. Despite of their religious bond with the Shiite Iran, the Afghan refugees are treated with suspiciousness, discrimination and sometimes hostility. They cannot obtain Iranian citizenship or permanent residency, and the children have no rights to receive proper education. Iran-Afghanistan porous border is also infamous for people and drug smuggling. Namaku Pengungsi (Yazd, Iran, 2008) Sebagian besar dari 1 juta warga Afghan yang tinggal di Iran adalah para pengungsi yang melarikan diri dari negeri mereka yang dilanda perang berkepanjangan, terutama pada era 1980-an saat perang melawan Soviet dan era 1990-an pada masa rezim Taliban. Kebanyakan para pengungsi adalah etnis Syiah Hazara yang mengalami pembantaian pada masa Taliban. Walaupun secara agama mereka dekat dengan masyarakat Iran yang mayoritas Syiah, para pengungsi Afghan selalu dicurigai, didiskriminasi, dan sering kali dibenci. Mereka tidak bisa memperoleh kewarganegaraan Iran atau izin tinggal permanen, dan anak-anak mereka tidak bisa ke sekolah. Perbatasan Iran-Afghanistan yang sangat longgar menjadi pintu [...]

September 12, 2013 // 12 Comments

Bam – The Flattened Civilization

From what is left, you still can be amazed by the grandeur of an advanced ancient civilization 27 December 2003, the small town of Bam – located in southeastern Iran, about 300 kilometers from Kerman – was shocked by 6.8 Richter-scale earthquake. More than 40,000 were killed. Asides of the human casualty, Iran has another thing to grieve, as one of its civilization jewels was nothing but flattened. The ancient mud city of Bam used to be one of the strongest tourism magnets in Iran. People claimed it has 3,000 years of history, at least from the Sassanian period. Thousands of interesting old mud houses, sprawl under a giant mud citadel, giving exotic fairytale impression. I adore the old pictures of Bam, which are still hanged everywhere to remind how majestic the place used to be. But, the view of Arg-e-Bam (the ancient citadel surrounded by the mud city) today makes me weeping. The place is in severe desolation. The citadel which was appraised by Marco Polo and other ancient travelers now turned to be rubble. The old town become sad crumbling remains and debris. Workers are everywhere, hoping to restore the old town to its ancient glory, but not [...]

June 14, 2008 // 0 Comments

Tehran – Turkmen Visa (4)

Finally… the Turkmen visa. Only for five days though. Among the transports that somehow had become my routine in Tehran due to the Turkmen embassy visits, the shared taxi trip today might be the most interesting trip. In Tehran, shared taxi is much more common compared to the usual taxi we have in Indonesia. Shared taxi is a taxi which travel on same routes all time and may take up to 4 passengers. By this way, people travel comfortably with cheap price. Unlike most chances in traveling in the Islamic Republics, in a shared taxi a woman can sit next to a male passenger. I often got interesting stories from other passengers. In Iran, compared to Afghanistan and Pakistan, there is much more space of freedom of communication between men and women. I flagged down a taxi. There were three female passengers in the taxi. All were middle aged. The woman sat on the front seat was surprised that I spoke Farsi. She asked where I learned Farsi. I said I used to live in Afghanistan. Suddenly the woman sitting next to me hugged me and kissed me. “Seriously??? You lived in Afghanistan?” That is my homeland. O Afghanistan, my [...]

March 13, 2007 // 2 Comments

Kabul – The Long Way to Afghanistan

Let’s go to Afghanistan! The border between Pakistan and Afghanistan is described by the Durand Line which devided the land of Pashtuns, the Pashtunistan, to two different countries. The Pashtuns in the Pakistan side, according to the agreement of the government and the tribal leaders, were given special autonomy to preserve their tribal culture until nowadays. The tribals have their own law, and Pakistani law barely has any effect on them. These tribal areas in the NWFP border province had been given agencies status, and are under control of Politcal Agent. The agencies of NWFP province are notorious of being troublesome. Waziristan is always on the top of ‘the place you likely want to visit’ among Pakistanis, and completely closed to foreigners. Not only once I read news about mission of Pakistani armies there in Waziristan, about terrorists (probably included mis-hit civilians) being killed, and about propaganda against foreigners who were accused by the government of being problems in this area. The ‘foreigners’ is a very wide term, ranging from Afghanis, Tunisians, Americans, or maybe Indonesians, Chinese, Japanese… As usual, I didn’t get the answers of all of my questions from the newspapers I was reading that day. And Waziristan [...]

June 9, 2006 // 0 Comments

Peshawar – Smuggler Bazaar

April 13, 2006 Refugees children Karkhana Bazaar, or smuggler bazaar, was quite among the most famous time in Peshawar memorabilia, due to its proximity with its infamous border, Afghanistan. But the smuggler bazaar today is no more than row of shops selling daily needs. It was Friday anyway, so the shops were closed. And we were there to buy beauty cosmetics… sigh. The bus we took to smuggler bazaar threw us away two kilometers before the place. But it was good. I had the chance to observe some children working along the river collecting garbage. The garbage collectors, mostly children in the Asia subcontinent, are among the most distinctive life of the grass root of the countries. The children, boys and girls, were happy with photographs. Some even posing with their meaningful garbage sack. Many children end up as garbage pickers Not far from there was the Afghan refugee’s camp. It was a very condensed shanty town, but now, the Pakistani government had given them the deadline and by force sent them home. There were 30,000 Pashtun refugees from Afghanistan, mostly from Jalalabad and surrounding. But now there were not more than 20,000 people. Still a lot. Their living condition [...]

April 13, 2006 // 0 Comments

Muzaffarabad – Five Months after the Disaster

Muzaffarabad, 5 months after the disaster February 23, 2006 So, at last I am going to Kashmir, the earthquake affected area. The departure was with an NGO, Dannish Muslim Aid. The organization name bears the name of the country mostly infavorable in many Muslim countries. Rashid, the guy from the NGO told the driver, a Pakthan from Peshawar, to say that we were from ‘Ganesh’ instead of ‘Danish’ whenever anybody ask. Muzaffarabad, the capital of Azad Jammu and Kashmir (Azad= Free), one third of Kashmir which is under Pakistan control, is a winding 4 hour journey through the Murree Road. For Rashid, the trip was extremely unbearable. He tried to make himself fall asleep instead of tortured in the “uppar-niche” – up and down journey. Murree itself is among popular place for vacation for locals, as there are several tourist buses passing the area. And the Punjab province meets its end in the border town of three provinces: Punjab, NWFP, and Azad Jammu Kashmir (AJK). In Daval, the main road runs between two big rivers, on the left is the NWFP and on the right is AJK. The road goes until the end of Punjab, just before a bridge connecting [...]

February 23, 2006 // 0 Comments