Zoon-Dab: Whispers of the Past
In the heart of Kashmir's rich cultural heritage lies a fading gem - the Zoon-Dab. Once a common sight, this architectural marvel, introduced by Zain-ul-Abedin Budshah in the 15th century, now resides in the crevices of history, a mere reminiscence of loss and longing.
The Zoon-Dab, with its cantilevered balconies designed for moon viewing (zoon in Kashmiri), was more than just a practical feature. It served as a gathering place for community discussions, a spot for basking in sunlight, and a venue for open-air meetings. Festooned with garlands of apples and maize-cobs, it was a testament to the resilience of Kashmiri ancestors, preserving winter vegetables for sustenance.
Crafted with intricate pinjarakari details and adorned with wooden chimes shaped like jhumkas, the Zoon-Dab reflected the enduring craftsmanship of Kashmiri architecture. Some were left open from all sides, allowing for panoramic views, while others featured windows offering unique glimpses of the outside world.
Beyond its practicality, the Zoon-Dab symbolized more than just a moon watching spot. Also called Daeb (locally), it served multiple purposes: a gathering place for community discussions, a spot for basking in sunlight, and a venue for open-air meetings touching all sorts of social and household matters when phones hadn’t penetrated in our society.
Mostly kept open, with the best execution of craftsmanship, illustrating the enduring architectural wonder of Kashmir, Zoon-Dab offered a unique view of the outside world thereby broadening the very horizons of the on-looker’s intellect.
Positioned both on 2nd or 3rd storey of those exquisitely designed multi-storey houses preferably towards south-east; the rich tapestry of iconic Zoon-Dab in our culture which tells a story of cultural exchange vis-à-vis artistic expression, and serving as a living testament to Kashmir's vibrant heritage, is at risk of fading into oblivion due to modernization.
My memories of sitting with my Mousi on the Zoon-Dab, spinning yarn while overlooking Khanpora village of Baramulla, are etched with nostalgia. As she recounted tales of revered saint of Janbaz Wali Sahib (RA), while her husband smoked tobacco from a traditional Jajeer (hookah), the tranquility of those moments remains unmatched.
But alas, those days are gone! The chirping of crickets on calm nights, the scent of tobacco mingling with the crisp mountain air, and the sense of community fostered on the Zoon-Dab are now but distant echoes. Yet, amidst the loss, the Zoon-Dab stands as a symbol of resilience and cultural heritage, a reminder of the traditions that once flourished in the valley of Kashmir.
Come; let’s embark on a journey of preservation and revitalization to safeguard this heritage for future generations.
