I could not find that soothing place in Jutial that was a wonderful experience in 1996.
I could not repeat experience of 1997 walking around quiet streets of Giligit.
After mugrib namaz, I hit the road on foot to see if I can still taste the same special chappal kabab prepared in cheese and eggs. Walked around here and there and could only find chicken nehari.
Was back to hotel thinking of what is that hijab now on the inside face of the hotel. After namaz, I was gone to sleep.
Around 11....my ears started listening to the song "kul bhee Bhutto zinda tha....aaj bhee Bhutto zinda hae". Oops, the hotel was owned by a senior politician and was also being used for election campaign. In the lawn there were many people enjoying documentary on the projector.
