Daykundi (Persian: دایکندی; Pashto: دایکنډي IPA: [d̪ɑikʊnɖi]), sometimes spelled as Daikundi, Dāykondī, Daikondi or Daykundi, is one of the thirty-four provinces of Afghanistan, located in the central part of the country. It has a population of about 723,980, which is a Hazara Province.
Daykundi Province falls into the traditionally ethnic Hazara region known as the Hazaristan and the provincial capital is Nili. It is surrounded by Ghor in the northwest, Bamyan in the northeast, Ghazni in the southeast, Urozgan in the south, and Helmand Province in west.
Daykundi was established on March 28, 2004, when it was created from the isolated Hazara-dominated northern districts of neighboring Oruzgan province.
Since the establishment of the province nearly a decade ago, the province has extended its security having the best of all provinces and has increased education surpassing even Kabul in the number of those passing university entrance exams. The province, began its transition in December 2011, maintains its own security through the Afghan police and military.
I m getting all upset, afraid at the same time
The only thing that counts
Who has the most things the day he dies
Same hunger in us all
To be somebody else
Consort with enemies
To find a way to make them fail
And here I am
Among my friends
But who can I trust?
I know there is a place
A place where we belong
Not in this squirrel wheel
Where all comes back to square one
There is a timer set
Awaiting to be found
I guess its mother earths
Revenge
What can we do
The inner circles sympathy
While we are falling faster
A complex fight
Where no one think alike
Why cant you see our destiny
As long as I m alive
I m gonna rest my case
But I am pretty sure that
Someone will reveal it all
Not saying I m a judge
And I aint gonna blame
Our society for nuclear winter rains
And here I am
Among my friends
But who can I trust
What can we do
The inner circles sympathy
While we are falling faster
A complex fight
Where no one think alike
Why cant you see our destiny.
Comunications failed
Somewhere along the way.
One word and suddenly
The walls are closing in again
There is a mystery
How anything can work
I m sick and tired of it all
What can we do
The inner circles sympathy
While we are falling faster
A complex fight
Where no one think alike