World Affairs And Beyond

The dust tasted and smelt like that in my village back in Nowshera ! :-)

Tried to capture how it looks from there, when you're watching the tire move across the water.   Oh I almost fell off.

After travelling for hours in serious dust, inhaling and almost eating it.

My heart dances to the songs that the Karakorum sings It hears the music that the Karakorum plays Would anything less than the Karakorum make my heart dance?