Montag, 2. April 2012

A story of "Paradise".(5)

It was the thrust,for which we were doing hikes further.Every next step bring a new vista for us.The two other friends with me:Mr.Yasir and Tarazi were more shocked by the prettiness of trek because they had never visited such area before nor they did any trek during their whole life,before it.It doesn't mean, these landscapes did not enticed me.It was not a matter at all.I was more surprised but my center of view was different by them.I was comparing it with other treks and spots;I'd visited before.Ultimately I didn't find any substitute of such magical and sexiest trek. Our Journey towards last summit of "Ganga Choti" was going on unguidedly,as we have no guide,no map,no navigational device.During our trek we found two children sitting at high point near to Us.I called them and asked in Urdu that where were they going , From where they are here and Why ???

They replied but we couldn't mean their words.We decided to approach them.We felt that they were not more distanced from us but when we started to be close to them, It took 20 minutes. After 20 minutes we reached and asked about them.They were both the brothers and going towards Ganga Choti with lunch box for their father who was at Ganga choti with the flock of sheep to food them with fresh and greenish grass and fresh waters. We asked them to be with us.They accepted it and said to start journey quickly with them because their father was waiting for them at top. We requested them to stay for a while because we wanted to take some rest.They said,"You are non-natives and have no experience of mountain walks so we guide you to go further because You can not step with us,as we will approach at "Choti" without any break and rest".They told very productive and informative instructions to make "Ganga Choti" possible. They gave us a new way to walk towards choti and reach there easily.After it they stepped away and soon they faded away behind a cliff. Yet we were resting and snapping at that point, we listen a sweet tune of flute.The beautiful vista,cool breeze,lovey-dovey landscape,stunning silence with the some tweets of birds and the sweet melodies of flute ; made us "Ranjhas" in the valley of Kashmir. Here I would like to give some introduction of "Ranjha" : he was a famous heroic character of Punjabi lok story "Heer Ranjha";who played flute in the remembrance of his dearest darling "Heer" in the jungles of Punjab.This story was written by famous Sufi poet "Waris Shah".One can suggest it as the "Romeo and Juliet" of Punjabi but it is different in some aspects as Ranjha couldn't marry with Heer and She has been wedded forcibly to another person.The story ends with the death of both as in Shakspear's "Romeo and Juliet". The tomb of couple is still exist in Jhang city of Punjab in Pakistan.

The melodies of flute was telling us:there is another Ranjha and a Heer live here too.We noticed and tried to locate the direction from where flute tunes were coming,but couldn't find anything.After getting these melodies everyone of us felt the need of "Heer" with us.But nothing can be resolved because we three were "Ranjhas" and our "Heers" were hundreds of miles away from us.Even we couldn't listen them in modern 21st century being have the mobile phones with us.The problem is that,the mobiles are out of service in this remote area. Now we started the journey again with the heart full of romance and the love.After walking 10 minutes more we saw a person at a long distance.We guessed him as the "Real Ranjha" : who's melodies made us romantic too. Now our destination was to explore Ranjha first and Ganga Choti after it.The melodies of Ranjha's flute had deflected us from our goal.As we were closing to the person the voice of flute was being sweeter.After walking of almost 40 minuter we found the Ranjha.. Our idea was cent percent true .We met with local Ranjha and introduced ourselves and wished to know about him.His name was Zafar Ali,he was from neighboring village and was here with his flock of cattles too. He offered us the stay at his home.We gave thanks to him and asked if he can go with us till last summit.He accepted it and pleased so much to be with us.It was the time of 02:00PM ,but our problem has been solved now because a native person was with us and he could give us over night stay in case of any emergency or late arrival back from Choti.

Donnerstag, 5. Januar 2012

A story of "Paradise".(4)

So we started our long slog from the front of "Sudhan Gali Tourist Rest House". Locals said that it is a quite mild and pithy route towards "Ganga Choti". An interesting and very important thing to be keep in mind is;The distance and Time criteria given by native people of hilly Areas is not fully exact , accurate and apt described.They usually tell the idea and guesstimation of their own, not with our point of view.Their words are "Choti is just behind this hill & not more than 1 hr hike is for last summit",but the reality is that We can't achieve the destination even in 4 hours. The estimation given by them is appropriate and real for them but not for us,our criteria is 2 or 3 times more than it.Similarly it was the shortest trek,at which we had started our Hike.Having the experience of such suggestions and descriptions of routes given by natives,I personally can imagine the "ease" of our journey. As mentioned before,we had only 2 rucksacks which were full with our clothes,drinks,food stuff,goggles,cameras and a notebook with pencil.Anyone can estimate,how much "obligatory" and "prolific" rig we had then.Only due to the wealth of will power and self-confidence ,we started our expedition. After crossing the Rest House,green pastureland welcomed us.It was a great bonjour by wilderness for strangers. Now wilderness started to be nude and allure bit by bit.We had been captured by the magic of erotic and unclothed tempting Ganga Choti treks.A clear sunny day,cool and aromatic breeze,countless colorful tiny flowers,green carpet of grass ,a wide and long plateau,small streams of fresh and cool water and a romantic silence which was broken by the tweets of stunning birds ; these all were present there lavishly.How could we proceed our journey more?So we stayed little there,shoot each other by our Cams.When we noticed that the environment is same every where,we took our backpacks and started our journey again.I personally never saw such beautiful land before.At the start of trek,our imaginary idea was that "it will be a green high-land like LALAZAR in Kaghan Valley". But after our welcome look, expectation were changed and we stared it over Lalazar.On our way,we watered ourselves by fresh,naturally distilled and mineral water;coming from rocks and flowing in grounds as blood circulates in our body. This fresh water quenched our thrust,but the thrust of exploration was soaring by every next step.