Monthly Archives: July 2010
The remains of Shahr-e-Zohak, a citadel that once protected Bamyan, are carved out of a red mountain. Dating back to the 6th century, the Red City has since seen the death of a grandson of Genghis Khan, the invasion of … Continue reading
The drive back to Bamyan City from Panjob occurred in slow motion. One of our cars had died – causing the men to argue back and forth in an attempt to breathe life back into the vehicle with hot air. … Continue reading
“When the Najibullah government told me to fight the Mujahideen, I left. I picked up a gun, and fought with the Mujahideen!” Mr. Omar said over dinner, his mouth full of chicken. His face was marked with age, but his … Continue reading
I stared at a shell of a building. An Afghan flag, hung from a wooden pool, flapped in the breeze. The wind kicked up dust that settled in the bit of my hair left uncovered by my headscarf. We’d spent … Continue reading
A little out of chronological order – as these were taken when I returned to Kabul, but oh well.