My morning with local Kurd who takes care of 60 mentally insane men

Yesterday was another of those influential days in my life back in Kurdistan that I won’t forget . You know, one of those days that you consider a turning point in your life—or rather a day where you keep turning in your bed and can’t get to sleep, only thinking  about what you saw earlier on. I will definately view the world from a different perspective… I hope you will too. Our society does not always have a good or respective view towards a group of people who are marginalized, but I hope this will open our eyes and widen our understanding to accept people who are… different, but they have feelings and emotions; they too, need love and attention just like you and I.

Above: At my arrival, I see this mentally ill man sitting a few meters away from Mama Najat’s chaykhana (teashop), he later tells me that this is one of his special ‘children’. This one was a teacher, but under the Saddam regime he was tortured for being a Kurd, he went through a very difficult time and when he was set free, not long after, he became, as Mama Najat says: ‘crazy!’ — mental retardation or in Kurdish slang he has become “Shet”.

I have been in a chase to find this man for over seven weeks, I received a phone call early in the morning of where he might be located and in less than an hour I was there.
As you can see from the pictures, for certain reasons I was asked not to leave the car (by Mam Najat himself), although the pictures were taken outside.

Mama Najat, a Kurdish man and owner of a small teashop takes care of about 60 mentally impeded men. He provides them with their medical requirements, food, and even shelter if they need.

Mama Najat’s personal financial status is low—his income comes from the small teashop he has owned for so long—as he says, half of what he earns is spent on the men he looks after and the other half for his own 12 children at home.
Whilst I was there he had taken one of mental patients to the doctor for a surgery in his stomach, not only did he pay for the procedure but he took this patient, stayed until after the operation and then brought him back to the room in his teashop where they all stay.

Above: A room just behind the teashop, where the men can stay, this is a picture of one the men who he takes care of (this one just had an operation).

How many people in the world commit to this job…?

“I was sixteen, when I sold tickets for people who came to see movies in the Sirwan Cinema, years later I bought the chaykhana across the road, then added a television, a video and brought films on video tapes. All sorts of people came to my chaykhana, even the crazy people” he begins his story, “those who were poor I gave them food, and cared for them. There were a lot, many of them died, and the rest are here with me.” Mam Najat tells me his story, as I sit and closely observe the facial features of this man….

“In 1994, when the situation was very unstable politically and economic wise, I would come to open the shop in the morning and sometimes there was more than 40 of them at the door waiting for me.”

Mama Najat’s concern and thought towards these mentally insane men has touched his life in many ways. “When I sleep at home, my mind is with them, I wonder where each of them is spending the night; if it rains, I worry about if they are cold, do they have shelter? I ask myself, is someone hurting them? Are they feeling secure…? These are all thoughts and questions that haunt me till I see them in the morning.”

Above: Mama Najat in his small teashop– he puts old films for the locals to see.

He sees in these mentally unstable and insane people an individual who deserves to be respected. They are marginalized people who are discriminated against by society, and often not even considered to be “normal humans” but are refered to as‘shet’ (crazy). Despite the difficulty he has endured in his life, he is constantly laughing and smiling. As he speaks, I learn this man is far from the globalized world, he is not doing this for his own benefit, with no thought of an award or recognition, his hopes and dreams is for these mentally impeded men to have a place and food to eat every day, after he dies.

Above: Mama Najat in his humble teashop– his life revolves around making tea and looking after mentally affected men who are insane,

Posing to take some pictures (Below), Satar, one of the mentally impeded men spends time with Mama Najat, he smiles for the camera, informing me that he wants a wife, in Kurdish he remarks “zhnm awet”. I wish I can assure him a wife and provide Satar with some happiness.

Words can not express the feelings and emotions I went through in my journey to meet Mam Najat in person after I had read a four line “DID YOU KNOW” section about him in one of our local magazines, I am so proud that we have Kurds with such a heart. These days, people do not look after their mentally impeded brother or father. These are total strangers for Mama Najat- an outcast in our society, but for him, they are complete individuals…

Please take note that these pictures are taken by me—they are just to see and not to be used for other purposes- Thank-you

12 thoughts on “My morning with local Kurd who takes care of 60 mentally insane men

Add yours

  1. you are strong go in a place where there is a lot of crazy people and write about it, i see big future for u. u were not scard


  2. Dear Anonymous reader,
    First of all, these are not crazy people, my respect for them grew after I had the chance to meet them– and I am thankful for that opportunity!! each of them is facinating in their own unique ways. Why should I be afraid of humans of my own kind??
    As for my strength, I can not tell you it was easy, it was different to other interviews, but I must tell you it was one of the most ENJOYABLE and FACINATING pieces, I have personally written.


  3. Hello..

    I liked your story, the interview, I liked every word you have written. Great Job.

    You are brave and great person, as I told you before 🙂

    I am impressed by Mama Najat's personality and how he is dealing with all these great people.

    “There is a very think, delicate band between being Crazy or being Genius”

    Thanks …


  4. Hi Sazan,

    I appreciate the work you have done and I believe Mama Najat is a great personality. To be honest, I was taken aback when I read the article. It seems that these special people are completely abandoned by their families and authorities. I cannot think of any healthy society that ignores its own children due to their mental state. Countries are not considered to be developed if they do not provide a good care for their elderly and mentally deficient individuals. Therefore, It is crucial to summon help from the government, its bodies and other initiatives that can tackle the issue. Moreover, there should an equitable social policy which can create a safe and an educative environment for those in need of special care.

    Alan Merdin


  5. Re- Harman Kurdi,
    Sometimes words can not describe what actually takes place, but when you are there it is different. I can not praise this man enough..

    Thanks once again,


  6. Re- Kak Alan,
    Thanks for your input, I agree with you entirely, this is why I am going to follow this up and see what is the role of the mental hospitals or homes.. if they don't take patients than what is their role?? I will let you all know of any progress or reason that I receive. Meanwhile, as for Mama Najat, he is a hero, that's all I can say..



  7. big respect for that great Kurd who is taking care of other great Kurds.
    the story of the first man brought tears in my eyes. my though was :”what this Saddam did?”


  8. This is wonderful that you can write about this, and the individual you interviewed is doing so much good. Being of Kurdish descent through my father's side I lived in Arbil between 94-96 when I moved to Duhuk and then back to my home country in the west. I was a little girl back then but I saw a lot of cruelty towards the mentally insane, they are not treated humanely and most people just shun them. Another thing I have issues with is the people's treatment to animals, I was told by a vet when I kindly asked her to put my dying cat down humanely and relieve his suffering that it wasn't her problem with the most disgusted look on her face, she suggested to take him out to the desert and hit him with a rock. That's something I can't wrap my head around and never will until today. I wish people of the middle east were more kind and tolerant towards animals and other living creatures. I enjoyed your blog btw, and it's amazing to hear that there is a mall or several there, you can't imagine how it was when I was there, but I loved it anyway!


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

Create a free website or blog at

Up ↑

%d bloggers like this: