Legend about Shahjuvar
Tourists who come to Uzbekistan usually immediately go to historical cities located on the ancient Great Silk Road - Bukhara, Samarkand, Khiva, Shakhrisyabz and others. And there is really something to see and enjoy. Impressions are guaranteed. However, on the territory of the republic there are many other interesting objects that can attract lovers of travel and leisure. Today we will walk along the ancient paths of the highlands of the Tashkent region. Many people know such unique places as Sidzhak, Nanai, Pskem. But few people know about a city like Shahjuvar. In this article you will learn about the history of the city and the beautiful legend of Shahjuvar.
Located on the left bank of the Pskem River, Shahjuvar arose in the VI century A.D. as a processing center for non-ferrous metal ores, deposits of which are located nearby. The city was growing rapidly, crafts were developing. Shahjuvar turned into the economic center of the upper reaches of Pskem in the X-XII centuries. It lay on the shortest route from Chach to the medieval cultural regions of the Talas Valley (Kyrgyzstan). Pack paths, running through mountain passes, went along the channels of the mountain rivers Maidantal, Chiralma and Oygaing, from the confluence of which the Pskem River forms.
The city, which was very difficult in style, was a heavily fortified horseshoe-shaped citadel. It is worth noting that in the general defensive system of the city, the features of the mountainous terrain were used to the maximum. A clear system of irrigation agriculture, urban water supply, were created here as an indispensable element of the improvement of the medieval cities of Central Asia.
The archaeologist Mikhail Tikhonin worked here with his colleagues in the 80s of the 20th century.
During the excavation, three semi-underground type baths were opened. Such baths were widely known in Central Asia and countries of foreign Asia. Baths in the East served as a measure of the prosperity of the city. Their construction was given special importance. Ancient coins found during excavations testify to the development of civilization and trade in those distant times.
The city flourished, craftsmen created amazing ironworks. By right, Shahjuvar can be called the city of iron masters. And iron is power.
People began to learn from the great Nature and did everything not only to live, but also to create in the arms of huge mountains. But another force, military, much superior, much more experienced, defeated Shahjuvar. Enemies attacked civilians.
Thousands of arrows pierced the body of the city. The tips of the enemy arrows were found in the walls of the houses and in the fragments of the iron garments of the defenders of the city that have survived to this day.
About the courage of the defenders of the city says a folk legend about Shahjuvar.
Beautiful legend about Shahjuvar
“ Far from the depths of Talas, where the greenery is adjacent to the melting snow, a song flew to the walls of Shahjuvar, which swiftly shot up into the sky. And like a golden bird, the ringing power of love burst into the house where the young beauty, the daughter of a blacksmith, lived. And love scorched her and blushed her.
The beloved called her, the larynx tunes of his distant land captivated her soul. They said that the blacksmith did not cherish the soul in his only daughter. He also remembered the swarthy guy from Talas with his amazing dombra (musical instrument). They only once saw each other. But tulips bloomed in a special way in that valley where two young hearts met.
Rumors worse than each other reached the city. The enemy was approaching, he was terrible and merciless. Only ashes remain after him.
The blacksmith began to prepare for war. The door of his forge did not close, hundreds of swords, arrowheads were made according to the best models of warrior teachers.
The city defended for a long time. The strength of the defenders was exhausted. Women and young girls ran high up into the mountains. But the blacksmith's daughter fought to the last, standing next to her father.
Enemies took her for the young man. But a strong jerk tore off her headgear, and black curls scattered over her shoulders. She flew up like a bird on the burning wall of the blacksmith’s house. Through the flames, her figure was visible. She flew from wall to wall until she climbed the highest part of the citadel. Below, Pskem carried its waves majestically. And suddenly the wounded daughter of a blacksmith fell down to the very depths of the blue river.”
Where Maidantal combines with two other rivers and forms Pskem, there is a small boulder on which a miracle can be often observed. The stone shimmers in the sun when a silver fish swims up to it. And for a long time talking a huge stone and a small fish.
They say that the bridegroom of the blacksmith’s daughter turned to stone here on Maidantal, waiting for his beloved. He was petrified with grief when he learned about the death of the city. Only when one fine day a silver fish swam up to him and touched him with his scales, only then did the stone change its color. He began to overflow. They say when a silver fish appears next to a stone, a dombra melody is heard in these places. You just need to hear this music with your heart.
Thus, the power of Eternity is realized - in the beauty of these places, in the strength of these mountains. A boulder lives, a silver fish lives. And they talk together about love.