Bahar, a refugee from Syria, worked with Doctors Without Borders/Médecins Sans Frontières (MSF) for three years in Iraq’s Domiz refugee camp before making the hard decision to leave for Europe. Hidden in a coffin-like box, and surviving on dates, she was smuggled as far as the Danish border.
Over the phone, her trembling voice tells a story of hidden pain and suffering. Five years ago, Bahar, a 36-year-old Syrian Kurd, was living in Damascus. Married with two children, she worked as an accountant for a private company. With a rewarding job, a loving family, and a protective but open-minded husband, her future felt peaceful and secure.
But in 2011, everything changed. After taking part in demonstrations against the government, Bahar’s husband was arrested. "He was tortured and killed," says Bahar. "After his disappearance, my life became complicated. I had to play the role of a father and a mother for my children—I had to make sure they were safe and had enough to eat. It was hard. I couldn’t go back to live with my mother, as she had already taken in my brother and his children. There wasn’t enough space for everyone."
In 2012, jobless and struggling to provide for her family, and with violence in the city increasing, Bahar made the decision to leave Damascus with her children and seek refuge elsewhere. Her parents agreed to go, too. Together they made their way to the Domiz refugee camp in northern Iraq.
To Bahar, it felt like an rupture. But she was determined to make the best of it, and soon found a job at MSF’s clinic in the camp, advising other refugee women on caring for their own and their children’s health.
But over the next three years, Bahar felt increasingly insecure and became convinced that there was no future for her or her children in Domiz.
"Life inside the camp was becoming difficult," says Bahar. "I didn’t feel at home. Some behaved badly towards us; I was alone and responsible for my family. Each day, I could see people fleeing. I decided I had to leave and find a more peaceful place. I had no other choice."
With the support of her parents, Bahar decided to head for Europe alone, hoping her family would join her later. She crossed the border into Turkey on foot. Two days later, she reached Istanbul, where she arranged with a smuggler to take her to Europe.
"I didn’t pay anything—it was my father who settled the bill for my journey," says Bahar. "He really wanted me to leave for a better life and he wanted my family to follow me afterwards."
The smuggler said they would go by car. The journey was worse than anything Bahar could have imagined.
A Traumatic Journey
"I was alone with the smuggler—I didn’t even know him," she recalls. "He hid me in a sort of wooden box—it looked like a coffin. I was more or less lying inside. I couldn’t see anything—not the road nor the villages we passed through. I was like a prisoner. We drove for four days. We only stopped at night to go to the bathroom or get a breath of fresh air. So as not to starve, I ate dates and drank some water—there was nothing else.
"It was hell," she continues. "I didn’t think I would survive such a journey. But I had no choice. I accepted everything for my safekeeping and that of my family."
After being driven across most of Europe, Bahar climbed out of the wooden box to find herself at the border between Germany and Denmark. With a group of Syrians and Iraqis, she boarded a bus to the closest Danish city, where they handed themselves in to the local authorities.
"At this moment, I was both happy and panicked: happy to have met other people fleeing Syria and Iraq, like me, but frightened of being in the hands of the local police, who could send me back at any moment."
After seven months in a refugee center in Denmark, Bahar was granted asylum. But with the long-awaited residence permit came the devastating news that she will have to wait three years for her children to join her in Denmark.
"For me, spending three years far away from my children is just impossible," says Bahar. "Who can accept such circumstances? If they do not want my children to be here, I’ll have to go back to Iraq."
Bahar has survived this far, but it seems that her five-year journey to find safety for her family is not over yet.