Fun with the Screamers at the City of Scream

Oct 19, 2011   //   by Hameed   //   culture  //  1 Comment

Last Fri­day, Una and I went to Shahr-e-Ghol­gho­la which means the city of scream in Dari. It’s a beau­ti­ful old city ruins on top of a hill with a won­der­ful view of the whole city of Bamyan. We hiked to the very top of the hill and met a fam­i­ly. An old man came to vis­it Shahr-e-Ghol­gho­la with his chil­dren. He was a police­man who was sta­tioned on top of this hill a few years ear­li­er. Then on our way back down on the oth­er side of the hill we came across a bunch of the cutest and very fun kids. They were all shep­herds who had left their sheep behind and came to run down the hill­side with me. The lit­tle kids were so tough that they ran down these real­ly steep hill­sides that Una thought that I should­n’t try to run on as an adult. The scream­ers showed us around and explained to us the dif­fer­ent parts of the Shahr-e-Ghol­gho­la. We explored some caves. We went into this one real­ly deep and very dark cave where we could­n’t find the end of it. We saw a dead dog at one point and then made a U‑turn and came out. They accom­pa­nied us all the way through to the end of the old city ruins. At the end the scream­ers asked us to bring them hard copies of the beau­ti­ful pho­tos that we took with them.

They had told us that they would be by that hill when­ev­er we come dur­ing the day. These kids take care of their sheep all day in a pas­ture by the hill and they nev­er go home for lunch or any­thing. They have break­fasts and din­ner. They are all one team and very fun togeth­er. They play togeth­er, run togeth­er and lead their groups of sheep togeth­er. They were wear­ing too lit­tle clothes in this harsh sea­son in Bamyan. A cou­ple of day lat­er, Una and I print­ed the pho­tos for them and took back to the city of screams where we had met and promised to meet again.
Una bought them a cou­ple of blan­kets to keep them warm when they are out in cold. She also brought them some juice and cook­ies. We came to the city of scream­ers with all the stuff. We could­n’t find the scream­ers. I screamed the scream­ers names in the city of screams. I found one of them and then a cou­ple of more. We gave them their pho­tos and every­thing and said good­bye until next time.