The story of three Kurdish women in my life Medya Mara Shikhagaie 1 My Daye (mother in Kurdish), Tahmineh, is the kindest and most humble person you will ever meet. In her early 20s my mot...
Genocide and Lyrics: Music after death Veene Sulaivany https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t1xIgLja3pU To survive we write, we record, we capture and disseminate, we transcribe an...
A Castle of Two Rivers – Qaladze The Darling Beast 4 To the north of the city of Slemani, sits a town on top of a hill in-between two rivers called Qaladze. Just like many o...
After you, the words became homeless… Hawar Moradi After you, the words became homeless. After you, the words, one by one left home, wondering in the streets, here and the...
Never Forget Halabja Tara Fatehi On March 16 1988, I wasn´t even in this world. My parents hadn´t even met yet for there to a potential me in this world....
Youth empowering youth through education – part I Hero Karimi “Feeling oppressed is not solved by reinforcing negativity and fear. Education, positive actions and peace building are ...
Echoes of my mother Veene Sulaivany Memories of my elementary school days consisted of a reoccurring theme: role models. Teachers would always ask, “Who is ...
Kurdistan Careers 2013 – All you need to know Medya Editorial What is 'Kurdistan Careers 2013' and why should you attend? The team at Medya finds out! The Annual Kurdistan Recruitmen...
