March 21, 2004 (Afghan New Year) was a busy day in Malalai Hospital. Dr. A, a gynecologist, was tired and about to leave the hospital when one of the nurses approached her saying, “We need your help.” A few minutes later Dr. A was in the delivery room helping Kamila as she travailed in labor. Thirty minutes later the first child was born. But Kamila was still in pain. Then a second child was delivered. But Kamila continued to be in pain. Dr. A said, “One more!” Minutes later the third child was born. All three were girls and in good condition. The first weighed 3.1 kilograms while the other two weighed 2.7 kilograms. From the beginning they were called “the three lucky girls.”

A few days after the delivery Kamila and her husband, Mohammad Azam, who live in Islamabad sent their greetings and gratitude and the names of their daughters to the hospital through one of the staff living in the same neighborhood, “Lina, Roya and Rohina, ‘the lucky girls’ are fine. We are happy and proud to be parents to four lovely daughters” (they have one other daughter).

Mohammad Azam from Pul-e-Khumri (northern Afghanistan) now has a “good” life (compared to Afghans living in Kacha Abadi or in other refugee camps in Pakistan). Yet Mohammad Azam has no job and must look for help from his relatives living abroad. He is not sure about going back to Afghanistan. “We have nothing there,” he says. “Security is the first thing we all want and need but now there is none. So how can I think of going back to my country?”