That morning, I had returned to those familiar fields, to explore that bridge on the old alignment of Grand Trunk Road; a bridge frequented by Muhgal Kings, and other Kings who were not Mughal, their royal entourages and battle expeditions; a bridge that had witnessed a Mughal Coronation.
pleasures of discovering and tracing back the route on (ab)original footprints …
A mythical journey to the past, exploring Mughal era bridges on the romantic Degh
… My dear readers, once there was, once there wasn’t. Time was a commodity held aplenty with people. Time was what got cherished and shared in abundance. For when people traveled they longed for people and places and when they eventually came across, sitting together and talking to each other wasn’t a sin.
A tale of some exceptional finds in an exceptionally never never lands on the periphery of Mooltan….
Exploring the forgotten route in faraway lands on the roads less traveled. Exploring “Kakkhan Wali Sarak”.