Camus wrote: “Of love, fictional creation has the initial wonder and the fecund rumination.”
Rukhshana was the Neil Armstrong of Afghan female artists and musicians. A pioneer. A trailblazer. I found an article about her which I’ve posted here:
https://tolonews.com/arts-culture-168731
On top of that, she was the daughter of the third wife of Aseel Khan Waziri, my great-grandfather. My grandmother was his first child from his first wife. He was polygamous like many men during his time. He had three wives. He became the right-hand man of the King after his militia took a leading role in the historic ‘Third Anglo-Afghan War’ of the 1920’s and then after that by pushing a Russian proxy out to make way for him.
There are also a million and one renditions of the original by Rukhshana, but this one is perhaps the best. By Shabnam Surayo, a Tajik female artist and musician whom I’ve been a fan of for a very long time. I went to one of her concerts here in America a few years ago, and it was off the chain. She’s fire. She’s legit: