"IT'S Saturday, the first day of the week. There is no silence. People are back to work after one day off. The air is not clean and beautiful. The sky is not clear and gleaming. The sun doesn't find the peaks of the mountains of Kabul clean and bright. The five million inhabitants of this great city do not feel as happy and free as before. There is no lull. No one can predict what will happen in a moment, a week or a year. Nothing is impossible...