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FEBRUARY 2, 2010

IN THIS COLUMN
A Sex Life Becomes an Identity by Micael Bogar
WOMEN’S BLOGS
Scary Azeri: an Azeri Mother Living in an English Suburb
Nigar Fatali: Fighting Windmills? Take a Pill.
Arzu Geybullayeva: Broken Pipelines and Flying Carpets
Nigar Kocharli: experiments and transformations
Social Lens: Subject to Honor Crimes
Double Standards: Modern vs. Arranged Marriage
THIS WEEK
Marriage: Great Expectations by Arzu Geybullayeva
New Vows: Divorce Getting There by Emma Triller
Connection: Interview with Mehriban Afandiyeva
“A Party member lives from birth to death under the eye of the Thought Police. Even when he is alone he can never be sure that he is alone. Wherever he may be, asleep of awake, working or resting, in his bath or in bed, he can be inspected without warning and without knowing that he is being inspected. Nothing that he does is indifferent.”
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OPINION
THREE WORLDS
By Nigar Fatali

November 6, 2009
“There are three worlds: the one you want to live in, the one that’s good for you,
and the one you actually live in.”
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Even though I did refer to women’s
stories in some of my posts I have never actually written about gender issues. Maybe
because I have never been interested in this topic enough to write. I have never
divided people by gender, race or nationality. I’m more cynical. For me people are
either meaningful or meaningless. Regardless if they’re men or women.
My one
and only place of work – Foundation A, where I spent two years of my life and changed
in so many ways, I will not be able to count – was not only perfect because of the
work I got to do and the people I got to meet, but also because of one person there
– my boss.
Besides actually teaching me how to do my work he was also a close
friend, someone I could tell about my problems, concerns, and fears. After one of
such conversations he told me something I keep in my mind ever since: “You have two
options in your life: (1) To become your mom; (2) To become yourself”. And I knew
exactly what he meant by that.
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D. is an absolutely amazing person.
Because of her capacity, attitude and natural networking skills, she can make friends
with literally anyone. She was a popular kid at the university. She would travel
around the USSR and meet people everywhere she would go.
She got married at
26, which is considered pretty late for an Azeri girl even today. Her husband was
12 years older. Right after the wedding she had to quit her job, since the husband
wanted her to stay home with the kids. She did not mind – it was the right thing
to do.
Two kids and several years later her husband lost his job due to an
unstable situation in the country and principles he could not break. He went abroad
to earn money. She stayed.
She was 42 when she found her first job after a 15-
When her husband came back after two
years of absence and unsuccessful attempts to do something he was not meant to, in
order to earn for his family, she had a good job and at least some confidence about
the future. Several months later he received a good proposal and everything went
back to normal. And of course, he asked her to quit the job again. She did.
Today,
her life is mostly about her family, online friends and going out to karaoke or dinners
with friends on weekends. And the huge potential she still has is lost somewhere
in the labyrinths of everyday routine. Nothing more, nothing less.
She’s happy.
Or at least seems so. She is the one I take my inner freedom from and the reason
for my commitment issues. She’s my mom.
***
I have never divided people
by race, nationality and especially gender. Simply because some examples around me
clearly show that both men and women can be equally strong or weak, special or ordinary,
meaningful or meaningless.
I am lucky enough to have a non-
But lucky as I
am, I woke up before it was too late. I brought myself back together, realized who
I am and chose my path, full of new territories, right and wrong decisions, different
people and self-
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