I stand at the edge of a cliff and i see the gates of heaven up ahead... a smorgasbord of thoughts were rushing through my head and the one thought that kept coming back was how could such a beautiful place still exist unravaged by man ?? The place i am referring to is Karakul lake .It is nestled among the mighty karakoram range..A small lake geologically but a giant when it comes to the degree of its beauty.Later on the lake.First i'd like to say something ab...

The earliest memories of Time are usually the warm overlapping comfort of a protective mother,holding the tired finger of a stubbled and a disoriented Dad lost at this new game of parenthood or as in my case grabbing the last enticing chip from an Uncle Chips packet.Time as we know it is just a institutionalized intruder of our monochromatic society..A stream of soothingly mindless hubub that defines our days and months. -this birthday,that date.Life really is a ...