Afghan singer ahmad zahir biography

Forty-five years ago, on June 14th, 1979, in the narrow canyon-like Chapraq village near Salang Pass, a fiery red luxury car collided with a rock, etching its mark in the annals of Afghanistan’s history.

This tragic event transcended a mere car crash; it heralded the darkest chapter in the vibrant tapestry of Afghanistan’s music. As the villagers arrived at the scene, their eyes beheld the lifeless body of the iconic Ahmad Zahir, on his 33rd birthday.

Amidst the wreckage, three other passengers onboard emerged miraculously unscathed, a tale shrouded in mystery.

In one of his songs, it is as if he had foretold his death.

My death will one day arrive, In the bright spring from waves of light.

The soil calls me every moment to itself, They are coming from the path to lay me in the grave. Alas, perhaps my lovers at midnight, Will lay flowers on my sorrowful grave.

For years, Ahmad Zahir, the “Elvis of Afghanis