Nirvana

The judgment of the holy book for someone

who cooperates with the Americans

is death by beheading.

It is proven that this man has had

close cooperation with the Americans.

He was their spy and must therefore be beheaded.

Allah o Akbar

Allah o Akbar

Allah o Akbar

Allah o Akbar!

Nirvana.

They killed my father.

I know.

I saw it too.

Everybody saw it.

You have to go from here.

I have nowhere to go.

Those people knew your father,

they know he also had a daughter.

They will certainly come after you.

This is my home.

Your father was a good police.

He didn't want to cooperate with the Talibans.

My father was a champion.

But he didn't think about you.

Why are you saying this?

Everything he did, was because of me.

But he left you alone.

My father wasn't a coward.

If he cared about you, he would've cooperated with the Talibans.

I don't want to hear all this.

What will you do now?

I'll study.

I'll work.

I think you aren't living in this country.

Don't you know what's going on?

The Talibans don't allow girls to work or study or anything.

How will you live here?

You have to go from here.

I have nowhere to go.

If you stay here, you have to get married.

You have no other option.

This is my home, I won't go anywhere from here.

Uncle, what should I do?

How can I leave?

I can't come.

My daughter, you can't stay there.

Don't you have someone there to...

What should I do?

Wait until tomorrow,

I have an idea.

Take good care of yourself.

I wish my mom was alive.

My dear, I'm here.

Please don't cry.

I'll bring you here with myself.

Iran.

Don't worry at all.

Hi.

Nirvana?

Are you OK?

Always, when I was upset or I was in a difficulty,

you used to tell me to be strong.

You were an example for me.

Now the time has come,

that you do what you used to tell me.

The potter drinks from a broken pot.

My uncle in Iran said that

I can come and live with him.

This is a very good idea.

I wish I could leave too.

Why you?

When I'm not allowed to study

I'm not allowed to go out

I'm not allowed to do anything, why would I stay here?

Women are not human here.

Only men are human.

Do you think everything is perfect outside of here?

No place in the world is like Afghanistan,

I'm sure of that.

Even God has forgotten that there is a place like this.

My father said that I have to get married.

But I don't want to.

I want to continue my study.

So much...

So much effort and struggle.

We wanted to become doctors.

Marriage?

We weren't even thinking about that.

Imagine, he is the same age as my father.

My father wants me to marry,

I can't marry him.

Did your father allow this?

When Taliban wants to take a girl,

nobody can refuse.

We had big dreams,

we wanted to become doctors,

save the world.

But look now,

we can't even save ourselves.

Tonight someone will come for you and take you to the Iranian border.

There you will enter Sistan.

I will wait for you there.

Do you understand?

Uncle, I'm very afraid.

My dear

you are a strong girl.

Just think, if you don't do this,

what bad things will come upon you.

I know this is hard for you,

but you can do this.

I have some money,

how much should I give this guy that is coming for me?

I'll give him myself,

you

don't worry about such things.

Just take very few things with you and come.

OK

Hi, sister.

Hi.

I'm Asad,

Asad Mazari.

I'm Nirvana.

I know.

Your uncle was my mentor.

He told me to take you to the Iranian border.

Put these on.

These are clothes for men.

Why should I wear these?

I can't hide you in the car.

The Talibans are everywhere.

They search all the cars.

You have to wear them.

Now do I have the right to live?

We have to do something about your hair.

Do you have scissors?

I'm not cutting my hair.

I promised my mom.

But...

It's very nice.

Hurry up.

It'll be late.

I'll go too.

Where?

I'll go to Turkey,

from there I'll go to Europe.

Why are you going?

In this situation,

if you were a man,

wouldn't you leave?

Are you staying in Iran?

Yes,

I'll stay with my uncle.

He lives in Esfahan.

It's nice that you have someone.

Don't you have someone?

I do.

Like many Afghans,

I too have a very close friend.

My closest friend is grief.

The grief of father and mother,

the grief of this country,

the grief of our sisters.

In short, grief

is our only friend.

It is stuck to us and it's not separating from us.

By the way,

did you see,

us Afghans run a lot after happiness.

When we find it,

a very short period of time it's with us,

and then it quickly escapes us.

Again that loyal grief,

that forever friend,

quickly comes and sticks to us.

And it doesn't leave us.

It seems like God has forgotten us Afghans.

Where are you going?

I don't speak pashto.

Where are you going?

Zabul.

What are you doing in Zabul?

Our home is there.

Come, get out, both of you, get out.

What's your name?

Why are you looking at him?

I said, what is your name?

Mr. mullah

his name is Muhammad.

He is mute.

He can't speak.

Are you mute?

You're a good looking boy as well.

I bet you can dance very well too.

Mr. mullah, he is sick.

What sickness?

What's this?

It's hair.

When I get home,

I'll cut it short.