pleasures of discovering and tracing back the route on (ab)original footprints …
… 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”.