Watanam. Azizam. Jaanam. Iftikhaaram.
I discovered you amidst the dust and rubble. You were buried deep, your beauty hidden from the world.
I discovered you amidst the confusion and sorrow. You hung your head in dismay, you were badly hurt.
I discovered you amidst the fighting and killing. You covered your ears, you didn't like the sound of death.
I discovered you amidst the anger and pain. You cried in agony, as you witnessed sacrifices being made in your name.
I discovered you at the worst of times, but I am glad.
I will rebuild you, brick by brick.
I will mend you, wound by wound.
I will fight a million battles.
I will shed a thousand tears.
I will cut a hundred slits.
If I must.
I crave to see your smile.
Fatima Nayimi is an Afghan-British high school student. She tweets here.