I’m fairly certain that this is not an “antiquity” of Afghanistan. However, I’ve carried it in and out of Afghanistan several times since I bought in the bazaar at Bagram Airfield in November of 2003. It’s a sort of totem. My bringer of fortune. I had it with me at Bagram, Camp Eggers, Camp Phoenix, Camp Stone and Camp Alamo. I’ll probably have Unny Fed Ex it to me when I get back to Camp Eggers.
I’ve never seen another bust like it in any of the other bazaars. I’ve been to quite a few of them. I suppose it is a one of a kind. It does have that look as if it was sliced off of some larger piece. As if at one time it had a body and wasn’t just shoulder and head.
I’ve flown out of Afghanistan with it several times. The Customs and Border Police have stopped me each time and asked me; “Is this old? Is it antiquity? Where did you get it?” The first time, I told them that I bought it at the bazaar at Bagram. Later, I lied and told them that I purchased it in Thailand.
Who knows? Perhaps I have a genuine piece of ancient art on my hands. I seriously doubt it, though.
The bust has had many admirers over the years and I’ve been offered various amounts from folks to hand it over. I can’t do it. It’s the first thing that I bought in Afghanistan. If I have my way, it’ll be the last thing that I ever hold and it will accompany me to the grave. It’s been with me for nearly a decade now. Hopefully, it will be with me in life another 40 years and then it will rest with me in eternity.
Unny will keep it for me while I’m in Afghanistan this time. It’s fortune will shine upon her and our endeavors in the Land of Smiles as I find new fortune back in my old haunt.