Bamiyan

Selimut Debu 17: Keajaiban Dunia

Danau mukjizat (AGUSTINUS WIBOWO) “Band-e-Amir adalah salah satu keajaiban dunia. Band-e-Amir sudah berada di atas segala rasa, dialah keindahan sejati.” Begitu sebuah buku panduan wisata kuno Afghanistan terbitan Kabul melukiskan keindahan danau-danau Band-e-Amir. Airnya biru kelam, bagaikan bola mata yang menatap begitu dalam dan misterius. Birunya air ini laksana kristal permata yang berkilauan diterpa sinar mentari di tengah ketandusan. Band-e-Amir berupa kumpulan lima danau berkilauan, terletak 75 kilometer di sebelah barat Bamiyan. Nama Band-e-Amir berarti “Bendungan sang Raja”. Setiap danau dikelilingi oleh tebing tinggi batu-batuan cadas yang membentuk seperti tembok yang membendung air danau. Menurut legenda, batuan-batuan cadas ini adalah mukjizat dari Hazrat Ali (sepupu Nabi Muhammad) yang mendirikan tembok-tembok batuan untuk membendung aliran sungai yang membanjiri negeri. Islam konon masuk ke Lembah Bamiyan setelah kedatangan Ali dan berbagai mukjizat ajaibnya, termasuk membunuh naga raksasa, menciptakan danau, dan mengalahkan raja lalim. Dalam perjalanan menuju Band-e-Amir, kami singgah di sebuah kedai teh, yang dalam bahasa Afghan disebut sebagai chaikhana. Ini adalah tempat penting dalam kehidupan orang Afghan. Mereka melewatkan hari-hari mereka yang panjang di kedai teh. Hari yang baru biasanya diawali dengan sepoci teh jahe plus gula batu atau permen manis yang dikulum di bibir. Secangkir teh hangat juga menyegarkan tenggorokan [...]

November 19, 2013 // 1 Comment

Selimut Debu 16: Inisiasi

Bocah-bocah dari negeri perang (AGUSTINUS WIBOWO) Mulai hari ini, kami resmi menjadi war tourists. Para turis sinting yang tergila-gila dengan eksotisme kehancuran, pertumpahan darah, dan memorabilia perang. Kami mendaki bukit terjal yang menjadi tempat berdirinya patung-patung Buddha. Ada jalan setapak berpasir yang cukup curam, membuatku terpeleset berkali-kali. Tetapi Adam adalah pencinta alam liar, dia pernah mendaki gunung dan mengelilingi Annapurna di deretan pegunungan Himalaya di Nepal, medan seperti ini justru yang dia cari. Apa lagi yang lebih menantang daripada mendaki gunung di negeri perang, yang kita pun tidak tahu mana yang ada ranjau, mana yang aman? Di puncak bukit, bertaburan rongsokan artileri dan tank. Tetapi kengerian ini seakan dilunakkan oleh lembah hijau Bamiyan yang menghampar, menantang tegarnya pegunungan gersang dan cadas. Aku memungut sebuah peluru, dari ratusan yang bertabur begitu saja di tanah. Ukurannya besar-besar, lengkap dengan selongsongnya. “Ambil lagi yang banyak,” Adam tertawa girang. ”Untuk kenang-kenangan dari Afghanistan.” Aku menyimpan peluru itu hati-hati dalam saku, diiring sebuah pertanyaan pragmatis: bagaimana cara menyelundupkan butir peluru sisa perang Afghan dengan aman sampai ke rumah? Kami berdua menyusuri tebing-tebing di sekitar reruntuhan patung Buddha. Kami melupakan pesan orang-orang bijak: jangan sembarangan melangkah di Afghanistan karena ranjau bertebaran di mana-mana. Ah, siapa yang [...]

November 18, 2013 // 4 Comments

Selimut Debu 15: Bayang-Bayang Sang Buddha

Seperti baru kemarin saja perang itu berhenti (AGUSTINUS WIBOWO) Berabad silam, negeri ini adalah pusat peradaban Buddha, dengan patung-patung raksasa yang memancarkan kemilau batu mulia. Tetapi, hanya dalam dua tahun yang lalu, puncak peradaban itu menjadi bongkah-bongkah batu tanpa makna. Di hadapan puing-puing reruntuhan, aku merenungkan betapa manusia bisa menjadi begitu kejam dan bodohnya. Aku punya perasaan istimewa terhadap tempat ini. Adalah Bamiyan yang membuatku bermimpi tentang Afghanistan. Suatu hari di dua tahun lalu, siaran berita televisi mengabarkan Taliban akan segera menghancurkan patung Buddha tertinggi di dunia yang terletak di jantung Afghanistan. Ada patung Buddha di negeri Afghan? Aneh juga kedengarannya. Televisi menunjukkan gambar para pelaku, yang menyebut diri sebagai Taliban, berwujud orang-orang berjenggot lebat, berjubah hitam, dan beserban kain hitam panjang menjuntai hingga ke pinggang. Mereka berbicara penuh semangat. Tentang perjuangan, tentang agama, tentang kelaparan dan dunia yang lebih mementingkan patung daripada penderitaan manusia Afghan. Siaran berita televisi itu kemudian menunjukkan gambar tebing cadas sebuah dusun bernama Bamiyan. Cadas itu berdiri tegak lurus. Pada sisinya terdapat dua relung besar dengan dua patung Buddha raksasa berdiri di dalamnya. Patung-patung itu sudah cacat. Kakinya hilang, hidungnya tertebas, wajahnya rusak. Itulah peninggalan peradaban dunia yang masih tersisa di negeri yang hancur lebur. [...]

November 15, 2013 // 7 Comments

Cosmopolitan Men (2006): Menapaki Sejarah Panjang Negeri Afghan

December 2006 COSMOPOLITAN MEN 2006 ADVENTURE Lintas Tengah Afghanistan: Menapaki Sejarah Panjang Negeri Afghan Sebuah jalan membentang sepanjang 1000 km antara Herat dan Kabul. Jalan ini sepi. Jalan ini bisu. Tapi dia menyimpan lebih banyak cerita dari pendongeng terbaik di dunia. Mari kita berjalan dan mendengar ceritanya. Ada sebuah jalan di Afghanistan. Jalan yang sepi, berteman debu, panas dan matahari. Tanpa aspal, berbukit tandus, bergunung tinggi, tanpa peradaban dan tanpa hidup. Kontras dengan kenyataan bahwa jalan ini menyimpan 800 tahun cerita. Cerita tentang Hulagu Khan yang membawa 120 ribu pasukan dalam perang. Yang bertanggung jawab atas pembunuhan peradaban Islam di Irak. Atau legenda tentang si Pincang Timur Lenk, keturunan marga Khan yang mencoba ulangi kejayaan leluhurnya. Herat, Angin Sejarah yang Berlalu Kota Herat di bagian barat Afghanistan dulunya adalah ibukota kerajaan Timur Lenk. Di kota ini kebudayaan Persia berharmoni dengan indahnya dengan kebudayaan Afghan. Arsitektur Masjid Jum’at-nya, kolosal. Benteng lkhtiyaruddin berdiri dengan angkuhnya di atas pasar-pasar tradisional yang sibuk, yang hampir semua orangnya mengenakan surban. Dinasti-dinasti yang dulu berkuasa di sini banyak membangun menara-menara megah atau kompleks bangunan religius seperti masjid dan madrasah. Namun sayang, perang berkepanjangan sejak zaman Inggris hingga era Taliban telah menghancurkan hampir semua kekayaan Herat. Yang [...]

December 20, 2006 // 0 Comments

Kabul – The First Day of Ramazan

Fantastic breakfast: big bread and bean soup Yesterday people were not sure yet whether the fasting month of Ramazan would start today or the day after. “We are waiting for the announcement,” said Abdullah, a driver from Bamiyan. But today, it was clear that the Ramazan started officially. It is one day earlier than in Indonesia, as Afghanistan was following the trend in the Middle East. For travellers, fasting is not obligatory. Kebab restaurants still prepared their meat and actually you still can eat anything as usual, just not in open way. The restaurant owner made the kebab indoor so that the smell would not invite people who were fasting. The Hazaras are Shiite. Abdullah said that for Shiite it was OK not to fast when travelling, but the Sunni Afghans were very strict about religion and still maintained fasting even when travelling long distance. As Ramazan started, suddenly the number of travellers dropped dramatically. Usually it was easy to collect passengers to go to Kabul from the bazaar of Bamiyan. But today I had to wait up till two hours until the car filled up. It was a 10 hour journey to Kabul, and when the car reached Maidan [...]

September 23, 2006 // 0 Comments

Band-e-Amir – A Pilgrimage

The cliff near the magical lake of Band-e-Haibat, one of the crystal blue Band-e-Amir lakes. “Bacha bazi, Khuda razi,” – a Hazara restaurant boy. Band-e-Amir is always a highlight of any visits to Afghanistan. The crystal blue lakes are simply miracle among the barren hills. The locals also believe it as a miracle. Legend says that Hazrat Ali, or Caliph Ali bin Abi Thalib, came to Bamiyan, killed a dragon and created the 6 lakes of Band-e-Amir with his magical power. Considering that the Hazara people are Shiite, the Imam Ali (or Hazrat Ali) was always the reason of all miracles. I argued with a man from Chekhcheran, that it was doubted that Hazrat Ali even had come to Bamiyan. Hazrat Ali died after some years being the fouth Caliph in Iraq, and he spent most of his time in the Middle East. The Chekhcheran man said that according to a travel writing of a Chinese adventurer (possibly a Buddhist monk) visiting Bamiyan 2000 years ago, the dragon of Bamiyan was still alive. The dragon is now believed to turn to be a hill with mineral spring, the Darya Ajdahar. You need a high degree of imagination to see that [...]

September 21, 2006 // 0 Comments

Yakawlang – Harvest Day

A Hazara farmer from Yakawlang is proud of his harvest products, including a giant melon. “Harvest this year is not so good” – Qabir, Yakawlang FAO training officer First, let’s see some facts about Afghanistan. About 75% of the total area is mountainous, leaving only small part of the country cultivated. From the lowland art, a big percentage located in wasteland in the southern desert. In the mountainous areas, water and weather are always big problems. Thus, the 25 million population needs wheat and rice to be consumed everyday. In this war torn agricultural country, food problem is among the biggest problems to be solved. Ghor province is among the least developed provinces in Afghanistan. Water is so limited and terrain is difficult. Agriculture can not develop much here. Shahtu Pass, 3350 m, one of the mightiest high passes in mountainous Afghanistan, separates Panjao from Bamiyan. A Hazara man directing his son to pose in front of the camera on the top of Shahtu Pass, Yakawlang, Bamiyan. Shahtu is among the incredible mountain passes in Afghanistan, 70 percent of which area are mountainous. A Hazara farmer from Dahne Karqol gets water from a communal well in the village. The Hazarajat, [...]

September 20, 2006 // 0 Comments

Bamiyan – Being Penniless in Afghanistan :(

No money! How can I survive here? I was so excited to continue my way from Bamiyan. Everything in my mind was about the blue crystal water of the Band-e-Amir, and the adventure that I would have to experience in interior Bamiyan province. I was so excited, until this incident, which evaporated all of my dreams, happened. Yesterday, just before sleeping, I counted my money. My money was put together with my passport, wrapped in an envelope, placed in the zipped pocket on my left chest of my jacket. It was always wrapped properly, and always my habit to count the money every day or every other day. That night, at about 7 pm, with Ayatullah, the Muslim teacher who has religious program in Radio Bamiyan watching me. Actually there were about 5 people living in this room, in the same office where Akbar Danish from the NGO worked. I was a guest, with Ayatullah and other two Hazara guys, plus the servant boy. I was listening to nice dangdut song from my MP3 when trying to pluck out my money from the envelope and to count it. First my passport jumped out. Then I was waiting for the Afghani [...]

June 23, 2006 // 6 Comments

Bamiyan – The De-Miners

Our job is to clean up the area for your safety, Sir! This is the life of those people, who risk their life, to find mines and unexploded materials around the Great Buddha statues of Bamiyan. They are those in uniform with Farsi letters: Main Paki, and English writing: De-mining. They are the de-miners working in Bamiyan. The encounter the day before with Saboor and Jamil brought me to learn deeper about the life of the de-miners. Achmad Saboor, a Tajik driver from Panjshir, picked me up to see their work around the Buddha hills. In that car I knew Waisuddin, or Wais, a Pashtun man in his thirties, with very strong short body. He was bearded but it seemed that was just trimmed, he also speaks very good English. Wais is among the most important persons in this demining project of Bamiyan Buddha. I was lucky to know him personally. And he was happy that he could practise his English with me. He is the commander of MCPA (Mine Clearance Planning Agency). The previously introduced Achmad Saboor and Jamil, work in other organization: MDC (Mine Dog Center), sometimes also called as MDG (Mine Dog Group). Saboor is the driver [...]

June 21, 2006 // 0 Comments

Bamyan – A Day in Bamyan

A happy day in Bamiyan From a tailor in the second floor of a wooden simple building in the bazaar of Sharh-e-Nao, I heard an interesting story from a man named Ramazan. When I told him where I came from, he said, “ooo Indonesia,” then he named some Indonesian islands: Java, Bali, Roti. He suprised me in two ways. First, it was already surprising that an Afghan in this little village of Central Afghanistan, where some people still thought that Indonesia was somewhere near London. The second thing was Roti. Roti is a small island, with such far flung location even most of Indonesians don’t know whee it is exactly. So how Ramazan knew about Roti? There is an interesting story behind this. In fact he had lived in Roti for fourteen months between 2001 and 2002. Besides Roti, he has been to Jakarta and Bali also, and attempted to get into Australia by risking his life on boat with other 240 fellow refugees, trying to get a new better life in ‘modern’ countries, escaping the rule of Taliban administration. It cost them 5000 Af to get to Karachi, where then they got the boat with ticket price 700$ per [...]

June 20, 2006 // 0 Comments

Bamiyan – Hiding?

Behind all the politeness and sweet promises, who really knows what they are actually thinking about? Early in the morning Hadi told me that suddenly his wife from Kabul had called and that he had to go back to Kabul to do ‘something’ at his house. He used that gesture that he meant his wife did really need him for the nights, as he had not been home for 25 days. I asked for how long he would be there in Kabul, he said for a week or 10 days. Yesterday there was someone from an NGO in Bamiyan offering me to go to the villages of the province after a week. I asked Hadi whether it was OK to stay in his office during the waiting time, he was trying to convince me that the activities of the NGO had nothing to do with my work (how he knew?), but then he said that it was no problem at all. But suddenly early this morning he said that he had to go to Kabul for 10 days, leaving completely his office and locked the news room, which is for me was just an excuse to ask me to leave. [...]

June 19, 2006 // 0 Comments

Bamiyan – The Mined Buddha

War and Peace. This is the first impression of Bamiyan Buddha I saw back in 2003 This is still re-visiting trips of what I have visited three years ago. The devastated Buddha statues of Bamiyan are still quiet empty niches on the hill surrounded by green farming land. It was extremely quiet this morning, as children were already in the school and men started working. No other obvious ‘tourists’. But it was not that quiet either. This time there were many workers working in the area. There were two groups of them. First, those with yellow helmet, working near the big niches of the Big Buddha (55 m) and further on the Small Buddha (38 m). The Buddha niches are both fenced now, requesting visitors to pay for ticket to enter (I don’t know exactly about the ticket stuff as it seems it was OK to wander around without ticket, and the ticket office was always closed). Actually the workers just started working today. Their task is to remove the rubbish stones from the area. A worker told me that they wanted to re-build the Buddhas, but I didnt believe him. There have been many organizations saying so, but it [...]

June 18, 2006 // 4 Comments

Bamiyan – Three Years After

Radio Bamiyan In July 2003 I visited the valley of Bamiyan for the first time. Along the way, there were war remnants to remind all visitors that the land was scrapped by the long period of wars. The trip in 2003 was full of horror and mistery, when seeing the skeletons of tanks scattered on the side of dusty and windy roads. Today, almost three years after, I went to Bamiyan again, alone. The public transport, as what it was in three years ago, started very early in the morning from Kabul. The difficulty of travelling from Kabul is that there are too many bus stations, and each bus station only has vehicles to go to a certain destination. Therefore it’s essential to make sure from which station start the vehicle you are going to take. The other difficulty is that the timing, most buses in three years ago would be all departed after 6, so passengers should come around 4 or 5 in the morning. The problem is if the bus station located far from the residential area, then another taxi would be needed, and they might be scarce in dark mornings. Navigating through Afghan’s unforgiving roads, this kind [...]

June 17, 2006 // 0 Comments

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