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We finished the training and the assistant commissioner from the Australian Embassy attended lunch and awarded the certificates. Mowadat arranged for a special music evening with a tribesman palling the Pungi, a double flute which employs circular breathing with no pauses in my honour. I have attached a short ...
... CZ 6007 led us to a luggage collection carousel but there was no luggage being unloaded. Eventually we worked out that there was only one carousel working for all incoming flights.
Mahmood, a friend of Ishaq Ali met us and helped us through the security formalities and to our relief everything then went rather smoothly. To our delight, our old friend and travel agent Ishaq was there at the arrival hall to greet us and all our ...
... it was nearly impossible even to attempt Gondogoro La from either side. We concluded to conclude the conclusion next morning solely depending upon the weather.
Tried hands on SLEEP with scary sounds of avalanches, snoring-shouts of my tent-mate and sweet melody of Kishore’s song “Jeevan kay Din Chotay Sahi .. “.
Somewhere early in the morning, as Admin was yelling-out on us to get out off the tents, I unzipped ...
... of the vans plying the route to Islamabad. That was like entering a different world. Rawalpindi is busy, chaotic and dusty city whereas Islamabad is a complete opposite. They started building it only 60 years ago. It’s divided into sectors separated by multilane roads and big parks. It obviously looks modern and not matching the rest of the country at all. It’s quiet and clean, but I didn’t like it from ...