In my childhood when roads were not good the journey towards my native city was long. In those days Motorway was not constructed and eight to ten hours of journey through grand trunk or GT road (South Asia’s oldest and longest major roads) left my parents exhausted. On the other hand we children remained energetic for the mere idea of meeting with cousins and uncles kept us excited.
With time lot has been changed but my nostalgic feelings towards my city and late grandma’s house remained same.
It’s been some time that we wanted to take break from our monotonous hectic routines and this past week when our parents decided to arrange a trip to Attock, I and my sisters got excited.
It was early in the morning when we started our journey.
Province of Punjab is known for it green fields and as we were travelling between its two cities, we saw many beautiful scenes.
After every ten to twenty kilometers, I very much liked to stop and wanted to capture pictures of every scene but my mother reminded me that it would slow down our speed for at home the lunch was ready and every one was anxiously waiting for us.
In golden gleam of October sun, the road ahead was shining. I saw many villages where farmers were busy working in their fields while their cattle were enjoying eating food.
I saw workers along the road were busy in painting tree trunks white. At that time I didn’t understand but later I came to know they were doing this to protect tree bark from splitting and cracking.
After four hours we left Motorway and covered rest of the distance through GT road.
This year on August 6, while writing a post on my blog, I unconsciously mentioned my desire to observe reflection of sunlight in sea and this past week when I visited Attock river, I captured this effect of sunlight in water.
My favorite moment of family gathering is moment of picnic. We were some thirty people who went to river Attock and to river Haro on two different days.
On that bright day the sun was shining. In the pictures the river looks calm but due to its unpredictable level it was dangerous to go near.
This is an old Attock bridge that was built in 1883 during English rule in subcontinent. The upper level of bridge is still in use for train movement. It’s been some time that the lower level of bridge is not in use for heavy traffic but still motorbikes and cycles from nearby villages use this bridge.
While we were getting ready for picnic, we heard the sound of tain. I immediately got hold of my phone and tried to make small video on my phone.
What you give is what you get. We waved hands at the passengers in train. They looked grateful and waved back at us.
Sitting on a rock, I particularly enjoyed feeling the sensation of cold water on my feet.
Attock Fort is an important historical place which was built during Akbar reign from 1581 to 1583.
It’s been some time that I read somewhere that a person who don’t know about his family roots is not confident in practical life. I have myself experienced that whenever I get a chance to meet with my extended family, I feel myself fresh and more confident.
I’m grateful to God Almighty for this blessing of beautiful blood relations in my life.