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Pakistan, the pistachio to my kulfi.

And so my friend, my point was – what is so awesome about Pakistan?

I’m a bloke who thrives on chaos but answering this question before buggering off on a new adventure would have resulted in a droopy “I don’t know mate, cricket?”. Personally, I can’t bear a game of ball and sticks any more then warm beer on a hot summers day… What a contrast Pakistan is, and here’s why.

The terrorists will kill me

By all the unglamorous artworks the armchair experts of the world were painting of Pakistan, I was in line for a beheading, a bombing or a kidnapping. It’s dangerous they said. Avoid travelling Pakistan they said. Sure, the driving here is total rubbish and you’d be lucky not to be sideswiped or rear ended at least once every five minutes, but that’s about as dangerous as it feels for me personally thus far.

Riding around high population areas can be quite erratic

I don’t recall having to run away from a long bearded bloke brandishing rocket launchers, although I did do some running away from a few wild dogs who didn’t appreciate the sound of a triple cylinder motor.

The only trouble I had was convincing locals to let me pay for something. While in a Becham cake shop, the owner was giving Matty and I free samples, and refused any money. A cake terrorist who killed with us kindness. And cream cakes.

Only one living thing that ended up getting beheaded was a white chicken on the Karakoram Highway. Everyone else seems to have their heads attached to their shoulders judging by the number of curious looks and smiles I’ve drawn in the last two months.

This is about as close as you’ll get to a beheading in Pakistan – chopping timber for the fire.

However, on a serious, more unfortunate note, terrorist blasts are still a reality of living in Pakistan. (More on that later)

I’ll get kidnapped

Yeah I got kidnapped alright… and loved it too. Everybody wants to hang out. Especially those cheeky old blokes that smoke cigarettes and play cards in the street corner hidden from their wives. You’ll be shaking hands and getting to know the locals whether it’s in Lahore or Karimabad and swapping stories too.

“What excuse did you have for your wife?” “Mate, I did the runner first thing this morning. You?” “Picking up some fence panels from the other side of Hunza… hahaha”

Pakistanis are a curious and friendly bunch of people, which can sometimes be quite overwhelming. Once you get around the eagerness, you really begin to appreciate the casual hello’s you get virtually everywhere you go. I mean, I’ve spent a year in europe and a majority of my life in Sydney, and all everyone does is ignore each other… Well, except at the pub when everyone gets chatting due to the cold liquid confidence on tap.

People will rob me

I ended up robbing Pakistan more then it robbed me. It got to the point where I had to try and force money on people for services rendered, which definetly didn’t work, and it wasn’t for a lack of trying – they kept running away from it! Countless cups of tea were washed down in shops, local’s houses, petrol stations… they’d pull out the biscuits and the bread, invite you to sit next to the boiler and get some warm brew bubbling.

Every stop could’ve been a tea stop if we wanted it to be. Matty was quite content sipping hot tea inside the barrier tent at Naltar with the local police, as was I!

Come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve ever been so well treated in any other country, which includes the super hospitable land of Iran, and my other favourite, Turkey. Ask for something and you’ve got a friend on a life mission to help resolve it. Yeah, I got robbed all right… robbed of the ability to get anything done myself. Pakistan did everything else for me.

Addressing the misconstrued ideas about Islam

l’m not a remotely a religious bloke, and I don’t care much for it either. I remember counting the bricks on the church wall as a youth, trying very hard to fall asleep (unsuccessfully) when old Father David talked smack about sheep in the pulpit. The most religious thing I’ve done is accidently zip my beard into my jacket in a Belfast cathedral, swear loudly and apologise to the big fella upstairs.

This is my kind of religion… Attabad Lake

I can comfortably comment we as a whole have alot to thank major media powers for when it comes to closed mindedness. Not that I’m saying some areas of the world don’t have their problems. They do. Some areas are not all areas, just as some people are not all people. Generalising is something we all need to be very wary of.

While riding Pakistan, one bloke fixed my mates flat tire in a small town for free. I was housed and fed magic soup when I was sick in a relative strangers home and felt more like royalty then a bloke with gastric problems. I’ve been invited to weddings after a few minutes of conversation, because here, it’s an honour to have a guest. People are so generous, you need to be careful of complementing anything you see – because they’ll try and give it to you.

We had no tube patches left. This bloke went and did the repair for free, and left Matty offering money to thin air.

People embrace me, shake my hand and call me brother. They invite me into their home and offer me tea and the good biscuits. Bloody hell, even my own mum won’t pull out the good biscuits for me. So yes, as you can see, people of Islam are human, just like the rest of us… (just as a side note, not only Pakistan, but Iran, Morocco and Turkey proved to be all very similar and extremely positive experiences πŸ‘ŒπŸ˜†)

You can be pink, purple, green or yellow. Tall, short, fat or skinny. You can be a total troll or a barbie doll, believe in the chocolate starfish and drink hot dog flavoured water. Whatever the case, if you’re good… well you’re actually a good person. Makes sense right?

Despite their unsmiling faces (which for some reason is an ongoing trend in photographs in Pakistan) I can assure you that the Pakistani friendliness and warmth begins from a very young age. These young gentleman shook hands with big grins and welcomed me to their home in the Karakoram.

There’s really nothing to see here

Geographically speaking, northern Pakistan is wedged between the Karakoram, the Hindu Kush and the Himalayas. That means thousands of awe inspiring mountains. Towering, razor sharp and striving to pierce the sky. They’re the kind one dreams about except one can’t comprehend the size nor the beauty until it is seen in person. Cloudy or clear, mesmerising views of snow capped behemoths litter the “Prometheus” of Pakistan.

It’s another world on the Karakoram Highway.

Apricot and cherry trees line the ridges and small fields around the homes of Hunza. Even in the winter, when the weather drops to the minuses, locals are preparing for the coming spring. Red Massey Ferguson tractors churn down dusty roads loaded up with timber from the days felling. Women three times older than I outpace me on the walk uphill. Evidently my diet of beer, chicken and snickers bars is working wonders.

Spantik (aka the Golden Peak) located in Nagar Valley. This is the view from Hunza.

Meanwhile in the south, the sandy giant of Balochistan sleeps. Occasionally, when it does decide to wake up, the road disappears under sprays of sun bleached sand. Sand dunes turn into low mountains, sprinkled with tiny tabs of green vegetation which try to hide from the dust raising camel herds. Next come the rocky mountains, flared in orange, where the vegetation is replaced by rocky fields and a mysterious railway.

The beauty of Balochistan

To the east, the reach of Balochistan ends and small rivers form up between slender rushes in northern Sindh and Punjab. Water buffalo wander through hip high water into green fields, snuffing water from their broad noses. Trees set enough shade for pop up fruitstalls off the back of jingle trucks, while sugar cane litters the road all the way northwards. Imperfectly perfect.

Pakistan is perfect (the realities)

Well, no its not. Like every other place in the world, Pakistan has it flaws.

Shah, the human chimney, is one of many awesome humans you’ll meet in Pakistan. We spent a week riding together on the Karakoram Highway.

Ok so, the electricity is irregular, sometimes working, sometimes not. One minute you’re facebooking and the next minute you’re looking for the torch so you can have a wee without missing the bullseye. That said, it’s all the more reason to do the finer things in life – like going for a walk, or doing maitenance on the bike.

Let’s be realistic and admit the driving in Pakistan feels like a demolition derby in most populated areas. If you aren’t avoiding being pushed off the road, you’re avoiding being rear ended, and if not that, doing the duck and weave saving motorcyclists from themselves. Mirrors apparently, aren’t all the rage here on bikes and merging without a glance is.

A kindly officer out at Naltar slipped me an ‘ever so slight’ cheeky grin while we listened to some country music… and pushed yet another mug of tea towards me!

The driving isn’t all bad, which is why Islamabad is my favourite city. Yeah it’s classed as the “boring” city and there isn’t much to do for common city dwellers, but for the most part, is a lot more organised then the rest. Believe it or not, people actually stay in one lane which is seemingly outrageous compared to Lahore or the GT road which connects the two cities. Not only that, Islamabad is practically built in the middle of a national park… Which trail were we hiking today?

Unfortunately, terrorism is still quite evident by the bombings that have run around the country in the span of almost two weeks. Some people say it’s government related. Some say it’s the Taliban. Others say it’s foreign governments getting stuck in. All I do know is, I was quite saddened by them all. It definetly feels alot closer to home.

What worthy experiences could you possibly have in Pakistan?

These sweet old beards.

Meet Mohammed and his brother. These dudes work at a hotel in Mansehra, and are the sweetest security guards north of Islamabad. Maybe it was the beard bondage, but by the way I was greeted, I could have been some age old friend walking into that hotel. Yeah it wasn’t all grand gestures, but doesn’t everyone rave on about the little things?

At the sawmill with Esan Ali

Meet Esan Ali of Nagar. After letting Matty and I roam his sawmill without a fuss, we were then invited back to his tailor shop for tea. We got to know him and he got to know us over some hot milky tea. Esan Ali told us about the the trees of Nagar, and the culture of the areas to the north and south. His sons were studying in London and Italy while he carried on with life back home.

Pakistan’s Flash Gordon aka the saviour

Meet the saviour. Out of patches for the tubes, we managed to stop in a small village outside Becham. This bloke appeared out of nowhere and without a word had Matty’s tube patched within minutes. With such rapid speed, I don’t think Flash Gordon could’ve kept up. Anyway, this saviour refused any kind of payment and disappeared as soon as he was done. He should have been on the Pakistani athletics team.

Those four people I mentioned – all strangers. I have so many more similar stories to tell, but you get the point. Pakistanis commonly ask me “What can I help you with?” and I find this remarkably friendly approach is evident almost everywhere in Pakistan. It’s almost as if they want me to tell you, dear readers, that Pakistan is a nice place to be, despite what the mainstream media says. I’ll take first hand experience over media coverage every day of the week.

Then there is the raw beauty of the Karakoram. Majestic. Jawdropping. Beautiul… well look, none of those words really do that area justice, so let’s settle on indescribable beauty. One realises the magnitude of what a tiny being you are in this great old world when you need to crane your neck back to see the tips of those natural gorgeous cathedrals.

The Pasu Cathedrals in the middle of winter.

Even the cities are an experience. Lahore, for example. Walking down the street is an experience for your lungs. You’d probably be better off sucking down a pack of smokes a day. The street bazaars are full of curious characters, interesting smells and outrageously gaudy goods. Colonial architecture peeks over high walls covered in razor wire, while cathedrals and mosques dominate the skyline. Lahore is unique, kind of like the Pakistani version of Willy Wonka’s chocolate factory.

Nostalgic bazaars roll through the old city in Lahore.

Bombings and Blasts

Pakistani’s are quite a resilient bunch. Upon hearing about the first blast in Lahore, my Pakistani friends were saddened, but also seemed to speak about it in such a casual way. It affected me more I guess because of two reasons – it’s so much closer to home and I feel like it’s totally unfair to a country that has contributed so much to my wellbeing on all levels.

The blast was only a few hundred metres from the hostel where I was staying the following night. 15 people had been killed and many more injured. It wasn’t until a few days later that the reality of the Mall road blast sunk in. Β Whenever I pass that infamous corner on Mall road, I remember what happened. Perhaps these people were going for a tea and chat about politics. I can’t tell if locals remember it too, or whether they just seal it behind a tough front of smiles.

Pakistanis still have a ready smile for you, despite the recent blasts around the country.

That same week, another 6 blasts went off across the country. Then I remember thinking after the fifth one, the one that killed 75 people at a Sufi shrine, was the first time I wondered if I should actually be leaving the country… then I realised no one else in Pakistan was leaving, they were just carrying on trying to enjoy their life, so why shouldn’t I do the same?

To be truthful, I did take a day away from everything just to reflect a little and remind myself how lucky I was to be on such an adventure. You take the bad with the good, and I’m glad I was exposed to these blasts in a way – it really made me realise what a great place my secondary home is. (For the record, my primary home is on board with Trumpet – the secondary, Australia)

In summary

Pakistan is somewhat mental. If you want to lose your sanity, ride through the smoke heavy, action packed cities of Haripur, Abbotabad and Mansehra in one hit. If being awestruck by nature is your thing, keep going north until you see three of the worlds greatest mountain ranges collide. Behind all the interesting chaos, it’s really a nature lovers hidden paradise, left mostly untouched by the rest of the world.

Where the 3 great ranges of Hindu Kush, Karakoram and Himalayas meet… Pakistan is a nature lovers haven.

Pakistan isn’t the most perfect place in the world, and I cringe inwardly whenever I see educational institutions for children wrapped up in razor wire, which is necessary to protect innocent civilians from terror attacks… this aside, what really makes it a place worth visiting though, is the people. They are the pistachios to my kulfi and the sugar in my chai.

Despite the blasts, tribal concerns, government corruption and other bits and pieces, Pakistanis move onwards with a twinkling grin. They’re tough, they’re resilient, and don’t scurry away toΒ hide despite the current issues. There is a strong pride of their identity and culture, and I don’t foresee that attitude changing anytime soon.

Karimabad, Hunza.

If anyone is going to change the country, it’s the younger generation coming through. They are well informed and quite involved in political matters, which new social media channels are helping out exceptionally well with. This generation of young people are trying hard to change the common misconstructed views of their home, and relay the truth of what lies in this corner of the world – that Pakistan, well, it really is awesome 🀘🏍


    • atthehandlebars

      March 4, 2017 at 12:33 pm

      Hi Kevin,

      I hope it brought on some nice nostalgia. I’d imagine the KKH would have been much different riding back then!

  • Huma Sattar

    March 1, 2017 at 5:17 pm

    Thank you sooo much for being here in Pakistan. Thank you for praising the Pakistan, its people and their behaviour with you during your stay an travelling. Thank you for clearing the thoughts and ideas about Pakistan to the world. U r always welcome here. P.S I could see you again.

    • atthehandlebars

      March 6, 2017 at 5:31 am

      Thanks for having me here, it’s been an absolute blast thus far! Perhaps our paths may cross one day – the world is only a small place!

  • Tariq Jamshaid

    March 1, 2017 at 5:32 pm

    Did you need to share Your Wonderful experience with Pakistanis I think you should have told your fellow Australians about it but Aussie media will have no place for positive feed back about Pakistan

  • Bilal Ahmed

    March 1, 2017 at 6:00 pm

    Hi, I just loved your writeup. I am glad that you survived those Mall Road blasts and I am sad that to some extent those blasts prove the point that Pakistan is not safe. Yet, I love how you chose to stay here and focus on the beauty of our war stricken country instead of fleeing to your homeland. You are more than thanked for such a positive portrayal of my country.

    • atthehandlebars

      March 6, 2017 at 5:36 am

      Glad you enjoyed the read. Unfortunately yes, these things are a reality, but they do not represent the idea of Pakistan in any way, shape, or form. We should endeavour to focus on the positives and remember that there is beauty everywhere.

  • Ali Qazi

    March 1, 2017 at 6:13 pm

    Hi hope you doing well. Great job Thank you so much for being honest i am sure afyer reading this someone will change the way they think Pakistan is.
    We welcome everyone. Proud to be a Pakistani.

    • atthehandlebars

      March 6, 2017 at 5:39 am

      Hi Ali, if this article manages to change one persons poorly informed idea of Pakistan, then I think it has achieved it’s purpose.

  • Zubair afridi

    March 1, 2017 at 6:38 pm

    Excellently written. Just loved reading throught the reality that you have put in writting .. I live abroad since few years where I have a very good australian colleague working with me. I always shows the care and love to everyone inlucing him. In the beginning he was a bit like hmmmm, thinking Why so much care and love ❀️ ? But then he got an official mission/trip to Pakistan for a week and when he returned he said, now I know why you care and love too much, because i saw it every where in Pakistan πŸ‡΅πŸ‡°, people caring, asking, loving and offering . It is the nation of love indeed ….

    • atthehandlebars

      March 6, 2017 at 5:43 am

      Hey Zubair, I’m glad you enjoyed the writing. I am happy that other people are expressing their emotions and sharing their good experiences of Pakistan and could not agree more with your friends sentiments.

    • atthehandlebars

      March 6, 2017 at 5:51 am

      Cheers Yurak. I agree that the branding needs work. This will happen and people are slowly rolling out a better presentation – but these things do not happen overnight.

  • Shakeel Razak

    March 1, 2017 at 11:25 pm

    Wow- what a very informative & accurate read. I was born in Pakistan & my parents emigarted to UK in 1969. Iv been back a few times- mainly visiting relatives. But the few days I manage to get away , I have explored District Chakwal & the truly amazing Salt lake mine ( its a must see place if you visit Pakistan. It has always been my dream to do what you have done- especially exploring Skurdoo & The Silk Road all the way up to China border. (maybe one day ill get the opportunity). The sad thing is – how Pakistan is portrayed in Europe & the WEst. Its nothing like that!!! As you said – yes its got its problems, but which country does not. I have visited Pakistan a least a dozen times in 2-3 weeks visits over 30 years & the only problem Iv had is the occasional stomach bug!!!! I lie o thank you for your open open & honest opinion on the beautiful Country & the wonderful people. I hope you get the chance to go again. Thanks

    • atthehandlebars

      March 7, 2017 at 3:51 pm

      Good to know you think so Shakeel. There is still so many places yet to explore, and so many people to meet. Mayhaps you can re-ignite that dream sometime in the future, although I think there is no time like the present 🀘🏍

  • Dr Babar Khan

    March 2, 2017 at 12:06 am

    Beautiful. Simply beautiful. Love and gratitude on behalf of all the Pakistanis for such a lovely narrative.

  • Muhammad Shaheryar

    March 2, 2017 at 6:19 am

    “A pistachio to my Qulfi” loved it. I’m glad that you came here in Pakistan despite everything in media, and sad that i couldn’t get a chance to meet you. Anyhow you are always welcome to visit again.

    • atthehandlebars

      March 7, 2017 at 3:56 pm

      There isn’t a better way to describe Pakistani people, I’m immensely happy I had the opportunity to visit 🀘🏍

  • Azm Aftab

    March 2, 2017 at 2:04 pm

    Fantastic write up! Thanks for sharing our pain and our country with the world. InshAllah we will defeat the those who are creating unrest in our country and then you can come back and visit every corner of pakistan without an iota of sadness in your heart.
    OZ OZ OZ

    • atthehandlebars

      March 7, 2017 at 4:02 pm

      Thanks Azm – I have felt more love then pain here, regardless of the current situation. What a country! (PS I’m a Sydney boy too!) 🀘🏍

  • Manaal Ayub

    March 2, 2017 at 2:56 pm

    Loved the read.
    Maybe because while looking at all that’s wrong, we Pakistanis tend to forget everything else that’s right.
    This write-up helped me appreciate that. πŸ‘πŸΌ

  • Shazia khan

    March 2, 2017 at 4:58 pm

    Another addition to your growing pakistani fan club! Loved your account. Thank you for seeing Pakistan for the beauty she is. For giving her a chance. Wish you an amazing and memorable trip and an standing invitation for dinner :).

    • atthehandlebars

      March 7, 2017 at 4:11 pm

      Thanks Shazia ❀ she’s a beautiful corner of the world to hang out in – and have an amazing time! Ribs are my favourite – hint hint πŸ˜‰ 🀘🏍

  • Joyce Pittman

    March 2, 2017 at 9:07 pm

    Every word he wrote is so true. I have spent time in Pakistan the past two summers and not only is the country beautiful but the people even more. Everyone is welcoming, friendly, and go out of their way to help. I did not ever feel I was not safe. If you are looking for adventure, wonderful scenery, and the warmest people in the world SEE PAKISTAN for yourself.

  • Abid Kharrl

    March 2, 2017 at 9:50 pm

    Wonderfull. Being in Sydney myself for last 18 years, I missed all of those adventures in Pakistan. Man, I miss my homeland and -Inshallah (God willing) terrorism will be uprooted once and for all.

  • Ak baluch

    March 2, 2017 at 9:51 pm

    Thats surprise to me that you are back safe. But you should not mixup Pakistan(panjabistan) with indeoendent Baluchistan and Pashtoonistan.these are three seprate countries. Panjabistan is the home of terrorism supported by pabjabi army and thats the reason you return safe. Because terrorists are army and voice versa so it is in army hands to kadnap you,terrorise you are give you safty.

    • Shakeel Akbar

      March 21, 2017 at 3:35 pm

      indian spotted ..,
      man no one in the world can change your mind set other than media .., we are not Punjabi,sindhi , Balochi or Pathan we are Pakistani .., these independent balochistan and Pashtoonistan separate countries plots are from india which doesn’t exist on ground .., we LOVE our army
      whatever you are saying are bullshit telecasted day and night to you by your media

  • Kashif

    March 3, 2017 at 4:49 pm

    This is an excellent insight of today’s Pakistan, a firsthand experience and independent assessment of misleadingly portrayed Pakistan. We welcome with open hearts to everyone to be our guest. We are victims of terrorism not supporters. Thanks for being honest and hope you will visit again soon and share your experiences with us,🏍

    • atthehandlebars

      March 5, 2017 at 6:36 am

      Thanks for assessing the write up so smoothly. Pakistan holds a special place in my heart ❀🀘🏍

  • GMD

    March 4, 2017 at 9:01 am

    Really we Pakistani are very friendly and we give too much respect to our Guests so please come again and visit also some other beautiful parts of PAKISTAN ….. Our country is peaceful so please all guys come and visit it… we will give you a great welcome

  • Dorrit in Copenhagen

    March 5, 2017 at 9:28 am

    Hi biker and traveller,
    I will after reading your stories feel more at peace knowing my son is going to Pakistan soon.
    Back in India in 1971 I wanted to go to Hunza, but never did it. It might be time now.

    • atthehandlebars

      March 6, 2017 at 5:27 am

      Hi Dorrit,

      I’m glad the message is being conveyed, and that your son will be visiting Pakistan soon – he will have a wonderful time! Maybe it’s time to to re-ignite your dreams and head on over, Hunza is but one of many beautiful places in Pakistan! 🀘🏍

    • Ghazal

      March 10, 2017 at 7:47 pm

      Dorrit, I’m glad your son will be visiting Pakistan. If people are going through comments, don’t be suprised to get invitations to be their guests πŸ™‚ although summers is pretty busy, spring would be a perfect time to visit. May he travel safe and enjoy his trip!

  • Nauman Khan

    March 7, 2017 at 10:57 am

    That is overwhelming! Written with true spirit. Truly Pakistan has its flaws but the diversity and hospitality of its land & people could make you fall in love with it.

    • atthehandlebars

      March 7, 2017 at 4:19 pm

      It is so ridiculously easy to fall in love with Pakistan. Just bring an open mind and let the magic happen! 🀘🏍

  • Khalid KHAN

    March 8, 2017 at 1:22 am

    1-2-1 conversation here in comments section shows you are really inter-active.

    Be careful buddy! You are really “radicalizing” people about Pakistan and that has brought you into my “watch-list” πŸ˜‰ Keep it up! πŸ™‚

  • Hassan

    March 10, 2017 at 10:45 pm

    Kudos atthehandlebars, you done a fabulous job, I really thank you from the core of my heart for portraying such a unbiased soft and real image of MY PAKISTAN. Please encourage other fellow Australians travellers to visit us too, we will always welcome with our open arms. I like the title “Pakistan, the pistachio to my kulfi”, yes we are the sweet pistachio. Thank you

    • atthehandlebars

      March 12, 2017 at 4:28 am

      Hey Hassan, she’s a beautiful place mate. I’m spreading the word to the folks back home and I hope they all catch on soon! I’m glad you enjoyed then article mate 🀘🏍

    • atthehandlebars

      March 12, 2017 at 4:37 am

      Hi Fawad, thanks for posting the link! I’m glad the word is spreading – if we can get the word out and convince a few more people to visit, then I guess we have achieved something! Thanks for the love, straight back at you mate 🀘🏍

  • Naveed Aasim

    March 11, 2017 at 6:45 pm

    Wow, what a beautiful journey!
    Your adventure travel desire rings so strong that you made it to Pakisran despite all the warning signs. And i just love the article, you put it beautifully, it brought tears to my eyes.
    Thank you brother!!
    PS: Say hi to Trumpet. πŸ™‚

  • Naveed Aasim

    March 11, 2017 at 6:49 pm

    Wow, what a beautiful journey!
    Your adventure travel desire rings so strong that you made it to Pakisran despite all the warning signs. And i just love the article, you put it beautifully, it brought tears to my eyes.
    Thank you brother!!
    PS: Say hi to Trumpet. πŸ™‚

    • atthehandlebars

      March 12, 2017 at 4:39 am

      Hey Naveed, I’ve been lucky to have the chance to ride all the way home on a bike! I’m glad the article found a note with you, it’s been nothing short of fantastic experience. Looking forward to the remainder of my stay. I’ll make sure to say hello to the old girl πŸ˜‰ 🀘🏍

  • Shakeel Akbar

    March 21, 2017 at 3:21 pm

    Thank you so much for visiting us and showing the true and real face of Pakistan to the world despite of many hindrances (like don’t go this and that).., really appreciate your work.., people like you are the face of change .., you are honest and have an amazing personality .., you yourself are very good in nature that’s why you were able to see the kindness in another person .., Wish you Good Luck in your life .., See You again
    Love from pakistan

  • Veronique Viriot

    March 30, 2017 at 2:46 pm

    Yes Yes Yes !! What an amazing country and people. So good to read articles such as yours. May it help open people’s minds.
    Cheers and smiles from Paris!