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Episode 10: Shafilea Ahmed.

Hello and welcome to this weeks episode of Wives & Knives: a true crime podcast, with your hosts Dani Smith & Kelly Lee.





This weeks case is that of Shafilea Ahmed; Shafilea was an intelligent and promising young girl from Lancashire who was the victim of a so called “Honour” killing.


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Shafilea's poems.

In one poem, called "Happy Families" (sic), she wrote:


I don't pretend like we're the perfect family no more

Desire to live is burning

My stomach is turning

But all they think about is honour

I was like a normal teenage kid

Didn't ask 2 much

I jus wanted to fit in

But my culture was different

Now I'm sitting here

Playing happy families

Still crying tears

But no we're a happy family

I have these fears

I wish, I wish, I wish

For a happy family——- oh yeah

I lay in bed hoping the next day would be better

It was just a thought

Because it never happened no

But still I dream of this today yeah hey

I wish my parents would be proud of wot I done

Instead it's you've have bought shame

Or something else lame I don't wanna hear this no more

No no no. I feel trapped

I feel trapped, so stuck I don't wot 2 do the feeling is mutual, I don't know how to explain

Im a trapped so trapped (so trapped )

Now u know where I stand, when I fall back I got no where else to land

I don't know how to say

I'm trapped so trapped I'm trapped wit u.

It was my last year in school, so happy with my friends I got lots to do—-

But came this day when everything changed

I came home it seemed like a normal day

But sumthing wasn't right——

I wish I coulda changed the event

I shoulda killed myself instead

I'd rather have been dead

Coz now I have a burden on my chest

And no it won't go away, the guilt, the pain

When I look back on things I coulda changed coulda stop, prevented, exchanged

But i had to turn out this way (so trapped)

Now I'm sitting on my window bay

Looking at the rain——

Drowning sorrow and pain

Will this ever go away——

I feel trapped so trapped, I'm trapped I'm trapped, so trapped I'm trapped

(I don't know wot do) I feel trapped.

But my family ignored.


I Feel Trapped

I feel trapped, so stuck I don’t wot 2 do the feeling is mutual, I don’t know how to explain

Im a trapped so trapped (so trapped )

Now u know where I stand, when I fall back I got no where else to land

I don’t know how to say

I’m trapped so trapped I’m trapped wit u.

It was my last year in school, so happy with my friends I got lots to do —

But came this day when everything changed

I came home it seemed like a normal day

But sumthing wasn’t right —-

I wish I coulda changed the event

I shoulda killed myself instead

I’d rather have been dead

Coz now I have a burden on my chest

And no it won’t go away, the guilt, the pain

When I look back on things I coulda changed coulda stop, prevented, exchanged

But i had to turn out this way (so trapped)

Now I’m sitting on my window bay

Looking at the rain —-

Drowning sorrow and pain

Will this ever go away —-

I feel trapped so trapped, I’m trapped

I’m trapped, so trapped I’m trapped

(I don’t know wot do) I feel trapped.

But my family ignored



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