Afghanistan; Asia, Central -- Description and travel; Eastern question (Central Asia)
There are, too, certain street musicians and strolling players. The
premises of the cloth merchants extend down the east side of the
Shikarpur Bazar; and facing them are the saddlers and the smiths. From
the Charsu towards the Kabul gate, to the north of the Kabul Bazar,
are the Hindu bankers. In the opposite direction, on the north of the
Herat Bazar, are the coppersmiths; and confronting them are the tailors
and the shoemakers. At the north end of the Shahi Bazar is the grass
market, and next to it, on the north-east, the cattle market. The
Shikarpur Bazar is the popular and central meeting-place; but each of
the four principal streets of Kandahar is thronged between sunrise and
sunset. Almost without cessation is the movement of the mass of people:
some riding, many walking, others proceeding to and from the markets
leading camels, driving ponies or themselves carrying loads. Women
are rarely seen; but from beyond the Indian border or from out of the
heart of Afghanistan there are traders, travellers and fakirs. Arrayed
in various colours, though all assume the Afghan dress, they are only
distinguished from each other by the forms of their head-dress. Their
beards are black and bushy; but where age has made its appearance the
white hairs are dyed red with the juice of the henna. A few are shaven
and habited in jackets and trousers of blue linen or tunics of drab
cloth with pendant sleeves, their heads being protected by cotton
skull-caps. This latter type belongs usually to some trans-border
region. Others wear cloaks made up in chintz or in the woollen cloth
of the country, with turbans of very ample fold. The constant bustle
of the streets produces considerable confusion around the stalls,
while the shouts of the caravan leaders and the sickly whining of the
street beggars add to the uproar. Mendicity is to be seen in its most
loathsome and repulsive forms. The blind, the maimed and deformed,
ragged and unspeakably squalid men, women and children not only stand
and sit, but lie grovelling in the dust or mire under the feet of the
crowd.
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