Bike Trip To Hunza Valley

Hunza Valley

Last time it was Hunza Valley. It was month of August when i left for Hunza valley. Tour was decided in the month of July. I had long discussion with friend either to go with local transport or should we go on our own bikes. It was tough decision for my foes because almost of them never visited this long on 2 wheels.

We arranged meeting to finalize the things. We kept everything in our mind while discussing the a trip to Hunza Valley. I was the one with experience because prior to this trip, i had visited few places on bike. So i told them everything in detail advantages and disadvantages.

In the end we decided that we will visit Hunza our own bikes. There is one interesting thing that i would like to share with my followers. We were 12 in totals with 6 bikes and 4 of them were on honda 125cc and rest were on honda cd 70. I knew since very first day that it is going to be challenge to drag ourselves on 70cc to the peaks of Hunza Valley. But challenge was accepted. I also briefed everyone what sort of luggage they should have at their disposal throughout travelling.

It was getting difficult to wait for the big day as we were so enthusiastic for our destination and obviously main attraction was travel on bike throughout from Lahore to Hunza and even further.

At last big day came and everyone was at my house to start the journey. As i live on GT-Road so for the convenience of time saving we decided that everyone will be at my place. But we were 6 hours late from our scheduled time. Because my cousin had to come from Quetta for this tour and he was late for it. Anyways it is another story that can be discussed in another thread.

So at last we started our journey at 2 0 clock in afternoon instead of 8 o clock in the morning. It was outside and the humidity level was so high but we never felt it because of the enthusiasm that we had for our journey. We made another blunder, we did not hire any mechanic to take care of our bikes so we were on our own. For that mistake we felt first bolt when we reached Kamoke. One of our bike got punctured, although we had puncture kit but, but but we were scattered and few of us had reached to Gujranwala station.

Friend of us with puncture bike called me and said to me that i am going back. It was shocking for me at first because he did not say me any thing else. I asked him what is the reason, why you gonna go back then he told me my bike is punctured and you guys are running running and running. He had point soon i realized that we are not going as we should move.

I called everybody and told them to stay near Gujranwala. I asked my friend with puncture bike to come along with me and we will sort it out.

TBC......  

Peshawar Attack

Peshawar Attack

Though writing a bit late but its better late than never. Terrorism in Pakistan is there since Zia Era, though i don`t want to discuss about too much about Zia because the war at that time which Pakistan fought against USSR was on its terms, but still sectarian fight was at its peak in 1980 not only in Pakistan it was also beyond the border of Iran & Iraq.
Let`s get back to real topic, Peshawar attack was absolutely pathetic way to show the bravery it has been absolutely pathetic way to show the bravery when someone`s try to beat up kids or women, and terrorists in recent attack tried to show that they can enter any place of Pakistan in any time.
Recent incident left us all blank with tears in our eyes we want to cry but we cannot because this time we are looking for revenge because enough is enough now, but what about the revenge on those kids who died in drone attack, who is going to stand up for them who is going to protest for them. I cannot see anyone talk about those kids.
Double standard of our nation and the people all around the world is there in front of us, they are all crying on innocent dead attacked by terrorists but who is going to try attacked by drones biggest terrorists than anyone USA. I bet no one...and this will leave another question mark on the forehead of this world.

Pyramids

The Pyramid one of the miracle which world is seeing for last millions of years.I usually wonder why did they build it.I am not talking about how because if we talk about how then engineers, philosopher before us were never able to even get near to the answer and i have left the hope to get the appropriate answer.Apparently i am taking about why and why and only why did they build it.

And guess what after searching and surfing a lot here and there on different forums, consulting books, debating with my friends and few scholars i was unable to get the clew why did they build it. Although its for sure Pharaoh of their time build Pyramids and i believe all the Pyramids were built by different Pharaoh of their times.

Interesting things which tourists find there are in a shape of big heavy stones whenever and whosoever was responsible to put them in a shape in triangle, and the attraction does not end up here.You will find camel in the desert and riding over them is one of the other fun you will surely going to love it.

And if you plan Barb Q in desert that will be another twist in the air.(Continue) 

Mother

Mother
I wanted to describe this word since the day i realized what mother actually is, but i can feel i cannot elaborate and i challenge to every single writer of this world to explain their love towards their mothers in words.
I want to confess few things infact many things, i am the one who have really hurt his mother in every way which i could and most of the times it was intentionally and some of the times it was not intentionally but hurting is hurting either you do it intentionally or un-intentionally, but you know what my mother never reacted for my behaviour except in love.
Last 8 months have been so hard and tough for me and my family and specially for my mother(may ALLAH bless her soul rest in peace). I spent 8 months with my mother in hospital trying to serve her, she was fighting with Hepatitis C and cancer at the same time, this jolted me and jolted me back time and guess what right before the news which i received through my mother tongue i was in Naran hanging out with friends and i was angry with my mother and i was not talking to her, but when i came back she told me about the Hepatitis C and she was crying and this was the moment when i started to curse myself and i will keep cursing myself till the end of my life. I have been very bad son but my mother loved me a lot i am the eldest son and it was my prime duty to help out my parents but i never did it, i always D-Moralized them, but she was helping as always whenever i needed money i used to ask my mother even before she diagnosed Hepatitis C, i used to take daily 100 Rs for the petrol.
But i never gave my mother any respect which should be given at any cost as per the instruction which Islam has given as per the instruction which every religions has given as per following my siblings my younger sibs … aah i wasted my life …. i will be not forgiven in the end
i miss you amaan jaan please forgive me for my behaviour with you i am sorry on that
i cannot stop myself crying for you