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Reflecting on what makes me come alive, I pictured: coral reefs, coastal communities I've interviewed for previous stories, the sensation of diving into the blue. I want to write about the seas that surround me.

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The Arctic, glaciers and mountainous landscapes

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The Arctic, glaciers and mountainous landscapes

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I feel most alive out in the wilderness, especially on glaciers and surrounded by mountains and a fresh breeze. I've witnessed the glaciers melting for the past years and as a result have become highly aware of the societal consequences of that, and other climate related issues, and of climate injustices.

I picture Arctic communities, living alongside. and with, the ice, icebergs and the cold. I want to see these communities and the nature that surrounds thrive.

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What makes me come alive is the resilience of single mothers living abroad, especially considering the economic hardship and cultural barriers they usually face. Despite being in unfamiliar, often unwelcoming environments, they raise resilient children while navigating immense challenges alone. Their strength in the face of systemic injustice inspires me and fuels my desire to spotlight their stories and the structural issues they confront.

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In the first lesson I learnt that (good) stories originates from personal experiences and relationships. What makes me come alive is when people in the classroom or in research project are able to connect and collaborate in spite of their diversity. I would like to use stories to promote this attitudes, as I feel it is badly needed to tackle the climate crisis.

Another thing that makes me come alive is to think what I am leaving and passing onto my kids. When Kao Kalia's quoted her dad, I realised that I should tell more inspiring stuff to my kids instead of simply reminding them to tide up their room.

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When I dig to understand what truly enliven me, it’s the equal rights in household responsibilities, childcare, earning a living, and the ability to pursue joy, success, and social change, regardless of gender. I’ve always been passionate about seeing both men and women thrive equally, especially in conservative environments like Afghanistan, where such balance is rare.

However, over time, I’ve felt my standards shaken by the heartbreaking reality unfolding before me—the end of humanity for women and girls in Afghanistan. Witnessing their rights being stripped away and their freedoms denied has been devastating. And yet, this very injustice fuels my energy even more. The freedom of women is what inspires and energizes me the most.

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When I close my eyes and think about what makes me feel alive, I think of university years’s activism. When engagement was taking most of my time.

And strangely, the first thing I recall isn't a protest, event or even a victory, but a late-night team meeting. We would meet weekly after lectures, around 8-9pm, tired but never missing a single one. That night, we stayed up until 3 am, we’d been attacked by a far-right group (again). We had to draft a statement, send out tweets, and plan our response with our minds already heavy. I was exhausted physically and worn by the endless threats. But God, I loved those meetings, there was something comforting in our shared fatigue, our laughter slipping through half-serious half-ridiculous  conversations. We were joking about how we were the only ones awake, while our opponents slept soundly on both ears. It warmed my heart how none of us hesitated to trade sleep for solidarity, how we met hardship with light hearts and sincerity. And strangely, those nights made me feel alive.

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I come alive when I have an opportunity to be part of communities of learning and practice, whether that is in the classroom or in a museum, or listening to a lecture and creating an exhibit. I suppose it makes sense that I study education, specifically the history of education and how other people built and maintained communities of learning and to what end. I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about how we might learn from earlier histories of youth organizing for the right to an education in the some of the most adverse circumstances. Their stories are impactful, inspirational, and relevant today.

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Why human rights defenders do what they do, what compels them, the risks they face in advocating for human rights. Sometimes this comes at great personal cost. We often feel embarrassed talking about this, because it's not considered as important or relevant as the experience of the victims of human rights abuses and violations. Yet defending human rights often leads to its own human rights issues. I want to use my writing to explore some of these experiences and issues faced by human rights defenders.

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Right to Peaceful Assembly Free of Pressures

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Right to Peaceful Assembly Free of Pressures