Diary from Kyiv: When I wake, I ask my family, ‘Are you alive?’ | Russia-Ukraine war

Nowadays, there isn’t a place for ‘How are you?’ or ‘I’m doing OK’.

Zakhida Adylova, 35, is a language trainer and producer for a political discuss present who lives within the Ukrainian capital Kyiv.

She is a Crimean Tatar, a Muslim ethnic minority that was forcibly deported from their homeland, the Crimean Peninsula, to Uzbekistan in 1944 below orders from Joseph Stalin. In 1993, Zakhida returned from exile along with her household to Crimea, Ukraine. Then in 2014, she and her daughter have been pressured to depart their house in Crimea for Kyiv after Russia annexed the peninsula. Zakhida’s mom joined them a yr later. Immediately, the three are once more going through a Russian invasion, sheltering within the lavatory and hall of their condo. Zakhida has stored a diary for the reason that battle started. That is her account from as we speak.

Day 7: March 2, 2022 – ‘Please don’t ask me how I’m’

9am-11am: I proceed to speak in regards to the battle in Ukraine and the fact of the present scenario by way of interviews with worldwide media. Immediately, I spoke to the Australian Broadcasting Company after which to the Swedish radio station P3 Nyheter.

All of them ask me the identical questions. They ask me what I’m feeling and the way I’m.

These questions puzzle me lots. How do you suppose an individual feels in such circumstances?

Guys, the essential reality is that we’re not protected. There isn’t any place for “How are you?” or “What’s up?” or “OK” or “fantastic”.

Once I get up every morning, the primary query I ask my 11-year-old daughter Samira and my 75-year-old mom, Abibe, is, ” Are you alive?” Once I hear them reply I can exhale. A sigh of reduction.

Asking these of us in Ukraine how we’re doesn’t mirror our worries as a lot as possibly the query of whether or not we nonetheless exist.

So don’t ask these questions. Now we have stopped doing that. Nowadays, we greet one another by saying: “Glory to Ukraine.”

12pm: I get offended listening to about harmless Ukrainian residents dying (yesterday Russians fired rockets at Kyiv’s most important tv tower, killing no less than 5 civilians), infants being born in bomb shelters, and aged individuals not having the ability to entry medical care. And I additionally get offended seeing pets with collars who’ve been separated from their house owners roam the streets as stray animals looking for meals.

13.53pm: In my interviews, I’ve appealed to the worldwide hacker collective Nameless (the group declared cyberwar on Russia on February 24) to hack Russian state tv channels and present photos of the invasion.

These guys are glorious. Thanks, Nameless, for standing with Ukraine.

Victory is in unity. I have a good time this solidarity as we speak with my mother’s tasty do-it-yourself fried rolls.

Today, a celebration of solidarity with Zakhida's mother's fried rolls
Immediately, a celebration of solidarity with Zakhida’s mom’s fried rolls [Courtesy of Zakhida Adylova]


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