I did not want to flee, but my father did not want to lose his second son

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A few days ago we spoke with a young man from the Middle East, who asked to remain anonymous, which is more than understandable, considering his story. Meet RJ, a man who, after surviving all the horrors still has hope of a better future and on his diffic
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Meet RJ, a man who, after surviving all the horrors still has hope of a better future

A few days ago we spoke with a young man from the Middle East, who asked to remain anonymous, which is more than understandable, considering his story. Meet RJ, a man who, after surviving all the horrors still has hope of a better future and on his difficult path still finds strength to help people and lives with the desire to continue helping.

I'm from Middle East and I am 22. I was born there. My family is normal, middle class family. So I started to study, I attended classes, and I started with supporting them.

I joined translators who worked for American army. After three months, the Talibans started sending me threats, and conditioning me to leave the Americans army. I replied that I'm not supporting the American army and that I'm just helping my own people. They didn't listen to me.

One night someone informed Talibans that I have arrived home from my current work.  They came to our home and destroyed our main gate by RPG. After that they entered our home and started beating my father. There was my younger brother who was 14-years old.

During the visit the Taliban asked my father, "Where is your son translator?" He told them that, "He's not at home. He's on duty. Someone told a lie to you." But they didn't listen. They beat my father a lot and afterwards took my younger brother. They told my father that, "If you do not deliver to us your son, translator, we are going to shoot this one." 

So at that time I wasn't present at my home so my father told them that, "He's not at home." They shot my younger brother. They killed him. On that night, at 4 o'clock in the morning, my father called me, and he told me, "You have to come home." I [asked him], "Why? What's happened?" He told me that, "You have to come."

When I came home, I saw a lot of people people in front of the house I did not comprehend what was going on. So when I entered the house, I was seeking for my younger brother but he wasn't there. 

In that mess I suddenly saw a coffin. So when I got close to the coffin, I opened the curtain, I saw my small brother in the coffin. I was so confused and shocked.

We buried him. Someone said that, "The Taliban are coming for you. They got information that the translator is at home. They are coming, you have to leave the place."

I told that that I don't want to run. So my father forced me, he just starting pleading me that "You have to leave because I already lost a son. I don't want to lose another one."  So after that my mother told me that she'll give me some money and send me to the neighbour state.

When I came there I talked with a smuggler. He told me that, "We will take you for $1,400 to Turkey". So I started my tour from there to Iran by illegal way. After Iran I came to Turkey. I spent two years in Turkey. The situation wasn't so good in Turkey, so I just decided myself that I have to make my future. 

Afterwards, I came to Greece. There I saw a people who were working, the volunteers, helping the people. I really liked their job and decided that I have to take up a position with them. So firstly I worked as volunteer translator at organization. Three or four days after that I start with translation job for the Red Cross. So I spent there three weeks in Greece helping in Red Cross. 

After Greece I started my journey to Serbia. When we reached the border of Macedonia, we crossed, but the Macedonian army caught us. And they started beating a lot. After that they deported us back to Greece.

We took a train, an export-import train, and we crossed Macedonia and the train came here to Serbia. When we reached Serbia, we stayed two days closed in train. We put our lives in huge danger. We took a risk. We were so lucky. We reached here. 

After that I contacted the police in Nis. They came and arrested us. After that they issued our papers. At that time I told them that maybe we need our papers. But he told me that there "will be no need for these papers for you. Because if police catch you or someone else asks you, you have to tell them that now I am registered. I'm legal here."

When I came here, I just applied for the camp. So they told me, "You have to show your papers." I told them that I hadn't gotten my papers. So they told me, "You have to go to the police station and talk about it." 

Yesterday night I went to the police station. They [asked] me, "Are you registered?" I told them, "Yes." They took my fingerprints again and pulled out my ID cards. After that when they saw my ID cards they printed. So they told me, "You have to go back to Nis and take your papers from Nis and come again."

So I came here to the next office. They told me that "if they are not giving the papers, maybe we can talk to a lawyer. But you have to take your papers." So we really need our papers now because if we don't get them there will be problems.

My future plan is to go to Belgium because there's so many friends saying that the government of Belgium is supporting refugees. So my plan is to go there and start living there. 

When I got my passport or papers, definitely I want to apply as a volunteer translator for UNHCR. For three or four months. I really like this work, i like to help people. I don't care about religion, I just care about humanity.

At home my life was so great! But when that happened...that was a flood for me. It ruined my whole life. Taliban are still they searching for me.

When they killed my brother - Their commander called me and told me that, "In three days I will prove that you are the translator, that you are helping the American army. So I will catch you and slaughter you, cut off your head." So I was forced to leave my country and the road brought me here.

When I speak with my parents, they're saying that, "There are people asking about you." I can't upload my pictures on the net. I can't tell anyone. I'm not telling my relatives that I am in Serbia because...it might cause me problems. The solution of going back home is impossible because I could get killed. 

We were in the train for two days - nothing to eat, nothing to drink, but the train was going. After that, on the third day, I realized that we are losing our energy so much, we felt weak. So we decided to come out from the train. On my mobile there was a signal from a connection "Serbia". So I thought to myself, "We are in Serbia." 

We called the police. The police arrested us. But now the problem is how can we get our papers? It's a problem.

I'm calling my parents on a daily basis. I'm updated about the situation there.

We were three brothers, but the youngest one, he is dead. My older brother....he's working with Americans in Kabul as well, but not as a translator. He is a finance manager there. He's also receiving threats. Our family moved to another location.  They live in the capital of Afghanistan. The capital is really secure. But still my family is receiving calls with threats "You and your brother were supporting the US army. Now he's gone and you are supporting the army. We are going to kill you…First of all let your brother come here...we will kill him."

And day by day, you know, when I call my family, they are saying, "Please, don't come. Don't." Sometimes I'm just angry and tell them, "No, [if something happens], I'm coming. Let them. What will they do? They will kill me." I really miss my family. It's the second or third year that I'm not seeing them, so I really miss them.

So now I just want to go to Belgium, maybe if I get lucky I get the passport so I have to do something to see my family. I really miss my mother so much. When I am talking with her, she's crying. She's saying, "I really miss you. Now I'm saying to myself that I will never see my son again. If he comes, they will shoot him. He's not coming." So now I tell her I'm coming definitely… there will be one day when I can take a passport and come. Whatever happens, she's not letting me.