People have party to celebrate a day, an achievement, an occasion and so on. In a party what is sought is to relieve oneself from the fatigues of routines, from the anxieties of study, from stress of work and so on. People want to release their pain and tension by laughing, singing and dancing together. Besides they want to energize themselves by reviving the feeling of friendship, group solidarity and togetherness. We might not intend all these, but we had a party on Friday night, 8th of July, Instead the party was seeking two other purposes, one honoring our Japanese guests, Mrs. Kowai and Mrs. Yamannoy and second bringing together the people behind peace voice, as many of them as possible.
Living in Kabul is living in dusty, smoky streets surrounded with the violent frown of every thing. You cannot see any thing soothing and relieving and any entertaining scene. What you see is always a depiction of some aspects of human misery and fall. How a human soul can thrive here? People are in a hurry, every body even the beggars and addicts whom you see in every step. Everyone is in a hurry, every one is highly alert and everyone is super vigilant. Worse than this people are careless. They are careless with everything, whether it is public or private, though some try to wash themselves out but throw the dirty water on neighbor’s window.
So, what a party means in such a situation. It means a lot, to be honest, but the there should be some one to do a lot to warm up and organize everything in a well planned way. It takes a long time and some effort to make people forget their yesterday, tomorrow and possibly the quarrel that they just had with the driver on their way to party. You need to skillfully entertain them, and at the same time manage the party in a way not to trigger anything undesirable for the atmosphere of a party. In this country there are a lot of thorns, you need to be very careful, once one steps on a blade of thorn everything changes into chaos in a blink of eyes.
We succeeded to do everything well in our party. 40 people were there of different areas of Kabul, all of them youths, except one or two who were middle aged. They sang, told jokes and laughed a lot. They did not dance; better to say there was no proper area to dance on. We had not met some of them for more than a year, so it was an opportunity to meet and revive memories of working for peace and in the underneath sketch some ideas for future works and cooperation.
Our Japanese guest sang for us Japanese songs. The very funny part was that Mrs. Yamanoy made us laugh for nothing, then laugh on laughing for nothing, one buddy said to her: “you made us laugh, first we thought there was some thing to laugh on, then we realized nothing funny was there then we laughed on ourselves’ laughter”.
This was a happy occasion; every body was happy and energetic at the end, so we were successful. We realized that how much the people in this city needed that kind of parties and gatherings, which bring entertainment and sense of meaningfulness and order together, an atmosphere free of suicide news, political tension and reenactment of conflicts and hidden pains. 
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