{"id":2535,"date":"2016-02-06T10:36:14","date_gmt":"2016-02-06T10:36:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=2535"},"modified":"2016-02-06T10:56:13","modified_gmt":"2016-02-06T10:56:13","slug":"lovers-of-bazdara","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/lovers-of-bazdara\/","title":{"rendered":"Lovers of Bazdara"},"content":{"rendered":"
\"Adam
Adam Khan played the rabab and won the heart of Durkhanai<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

A Pashtun (Afghan) love story, of a couple who fell for each other at first sight, but were destined not to be together, both dying of grief. Live the Lovers of Valdaro, they in their common grave are in embrace, legend tells us, though when buried they were not. Not even death can get in the way of love for hearts that are true…<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Silent now her tambourine
\nShe played while yearning for Adam Khan
\nFor whom she fell at fleeting glance
\nAs only true lovers can<\/p>\n

Durkhani won his heart too
\nAs he caught her peeping over the wall
\nOn the urging of her friends who said he was beautiful
\nModest she hid, and hard did fall.<\/p>\n

Both on the ground, and in love
\nPined on being taken to her bed
\nShe could not stop thinking of him
\nHe could not get her from his head.<\/p>\n

A fleeting glance is all lovers need
\nTo be of their love for another sure
\nWhen both they and those that they desire
\nPlease God, and their hearts are pure.<\/p>\n

Adam Khan to his freind declared
\nShe was the one for his life
\nBut he was too late, in the Pashtun way
\nShe was to be anothers wife.<\/p>\n

Friends being friends did what they could
\nFound a way to get the lovers to meet
\nDelighted, they exchanged gifts
\nTheir time together it was, too short, too strong, too sweet.<\/p>\n

Their day as come, the reluctant bride
\nMarried Payu, and shares his bed
\nBut she will not be his lover
\nShe desires Adam Khan instead.<\/p>\n

Payu knows not what ails his wife
\nTo hunt sets out – for ten days and nights
\nHis wife sends word for Adam Khan:
\nLove now has destiny in its sights!<\/p>\n

“Come quickly to the fine bazaar of beauty!
\nThe gardeners gone from his empty garden where I sit
\nThe Black Crow on the bough she sits
\nCries folorn in grief for it!”<\/p>\n

Word reaches Payu that his wife is gone
\nHis heart with anger flames and burns
\nHe summons the elders of the town
\nSets his case and wins it when he returns.<\/p>\n

Men being men, of fists and blood
\nIn passion, angers rage, there is a fight
\nThe honour of men, inflamed by love
\nAdam Khan best friend dies from his wounds that night.<\/p>\n

The reluctant bride to her marriage bed returns
\nBut madness the soul it seizes
\nShe will not wash, or cook or eat
\nHer husband can do what he pleases.<\/p>\n

Young Khan to wandering the wilderness takes
\nHis mind lost though love and guilt
\nMourns his lost love and his dead friend
\nHis cried echo the skies as his tears are spilled.<\/p>\n

He wanders and wails as a man possessed
\nTill one day he falls to the ground
\nWide Hindu Yogi’s kind stop to help
\nWhen they prostate there him found.<\/p>\n

He cannot speak, cannot explain
\nThey decide him to help, ask not why
\nHe shaves his hair, and dons their robes
\nIn time he tells why he is in pain and does cry.<\/p>\n

To Bazdara they set out, to Pay’s door
\nBeing hospitable, the sets them down for a meal
\nThey tell they sense sorrow of him and his wife
\nThey would like in thanks both to heal.<\/p>\n

Payu distressed thinks there can be no harm
\nBrings Durkhani into the room the Yogis to see
\nShe knows Adam Khan, though no one else does does
\nShe calms, smiles, as does he.<\/p>\n

Payu amazed at the sudden change
\nTells the Yogis to stay for a while
\nIn the garden makes accomoodation
\nGlad to see his wife once again smile.<\/p>\n

But time it passes as it always does
\nThe Yogis in life have their station
\nThey cannot stay, and must go away
\nBack to their life of prayer and meditaion.<\/p>\n

To his fathers house Adam Khan returns
\nIs married to Gulnaz, fair of face and form
\nThe most patient wife, she hears and consoles his woes
\nWith a heart thats pure and warm.<\/p>\n

But Peya knew his wife was lost
\nHer love he never had
\nHe moves on to another wife
\nLeaves Durkhanai alone and sad.<\/p>\n

The maddness of the heart seizes Adam again
\nThe wanders and cries until he is struck blind with tears
\nAsks kind strangers to he home to be brought
\nHe drops dead as her home he nears.<\/p>\n

She on hearing this to her bed she takes
\nTill death in its kindness takes her from her pain
\nThe lovers who in life could not be together
\nIn death would lie in one grave for all time to remain.<\/p>\n

Some time on, the grave by the villagers was opened
\nShocked they were there they were to find
\nNot two skeletons side by side as buried they were
\nBut in an embrace, entwined!<\/p>\n

Reset in their plot, they were covered again
\nAnd a hundred years had passed or so
\nAgain the grave was opened, all were shocked to see
\nThem embraced again, how? No-one did know.<\/p>\n

Kindness and sense this time prevailed
\nIt was descided so that they could stay
\nSo they lie, awaiting the Day of Judgement
\nThe Lovers of Bazdara, to this very day!<\/p>\n

\"Adam
Adam Khan Durkhanai Stone:- Adam Khan was from lower bazdara while Durkhanai from upper bazdara. They were lovers and used to each other. Naturaly, the stone was divided into two pieces for them to meet each other as it is said they were true lovers.<\/p>\n

Source: http:\/\/www.panoramio.com\/photo\/113736813<\/a><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Glossary<\/strong><\/p>\n

rabab:<\/strong> a Pashtun musical instrument.<\/p>\n

Reference:<\/strong><\/p>\n

* http:\/\/afghanliterature.blogspot.fr\/2009\/12\/adam-khan-and-durkhanai.html<\/a><\/p>\n

* http:\/\/www.khyber.org\/pashtolanguage\/pashtostories\/adamkhandurkhani.shtml<\/a><\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

A Pashtun (Afghan) love story, of a couple who fell for each other at first sight, but were destined not to be together, both dying of grief. Live the Lovers of Valdaro, they in their common grave are in embrace, legend tells us, though when buried they were not. 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