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4. Afghanistan
Introduction

- _1. The Escape
- _2. Gate to Asia
- _3. Persia
- _4. Afghanistan
- _5. Pakistan
- _6. India
- _7. Nepal
- _8. Back to Europe
Herat - Kabul - Bamiyan - Khyber Pass

 
Bamiyan

INTO THE CAVES OF BAMIYAN

INTRO

INTO THE CAVES

Overtone voice, fretless guitar, fujara,
percussion, bass and drumprograming
by Adrian Ouarar.

Despite the breath-taking landscape I fell asleep for some hours and was woken up by the bleating of a sheep which was placed in the back of the bus.
  Adrian Ouarar

 

On the road to Bamiyan

In the afternoon I arrived in Bamiyan and was lucky to be here again at this powerful historical place of overwhelming beauty here again.
  Hans Grimm

 

Bamiyan mules

I enjoyed the peace after the loud Kabul. Approximately 900 caves surrounded the impressive Buddha-statues. The faces were cut out by the hordes of Genghis Khan in the 13. Century. When I saw in 2001 the pictures of their total destruction by the Taliban, I had to cry!
 

 

Hotel Mustafa
Photos by Hans Grimm


Hotel Mustafa
Photos by Hans Grimm

I went through the caves which were connected by corridors to the head of the large Buddha, and felt an incredible energy. In these caves thousands of monks have been meditating for the benefit of all beings. In a cave above the head of the Buddha I admired a fresco. Even if it was very faded, it's still radiated. I sat down. From this view one could see the whole valley, which slowly turned golden red.

I closed my eyes and absorbed the energy of this magic place and before my inner-ear the centuries of mantra-reciting and chanting came to life again. It filled the cave-labyrinth, and the monastery was vibrating by the sound of horns and drums. Pictures of infinite space and a feeling of eternity filled me.

When I opened my eyes it was almost dark. Fortunately I had a flashlight and so my way back became a small adventure. In the hotel they've been already concerned about me. Full of gratitude about this experience I fell asleep.
 

 

Magic Bamiyan
Image by Chris De Bié

Next morning I started on a day-trip to Band-e-Amir. The 75 km to this gorgeous natural spectacle I travelled in a comfortable Minibus. On an elevation of 3000 meters one is overwhelmed by the 7 lakes that were formed naturally through travertine dams. Due to the different mineral contents and depths of each lake their colours vary from a deep blue over turquoise to a brilliant green. This, one of Nature's miracles that literally takes ones breath away. 'Undescribeably beautiful' is the best description for this.

The next week I spent almost exclusively in the cave monastery. I would have remained longer, but I was not on a pure leisure trip. Strengthened and encouraged in the faith of divine rules and justice I went back to Kabul where I remained for a couple of days. I enjoyed this atmosphere of “Love & Peace”, but was disgusted of all the junkies around. So I bought a ticket to Peshawar.


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