A story to CELEBRATE the INDEPENDENCE DAY! A VERY HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY TO MY NATION HUNZA VALLEY, PAKISTAN Behind me was a path trodden by men for many millennia. In front of me was a valley, as if nature had put a large bowl, with a green back-drop and flowery décor on it. I was sitting on a stone, which was positioned at the brim of the bowl, with my legs hanging down, and my heart throbbing, trying to settle down the strong urge rising inside me to descend and explore the green world. The path behind me stood in contrast to the green bowl, lacking all vegetation and life form. It was the same path which I took before finally taking a pause. Moving on and on the journey I would not have taken out time to stop and reflect but for a traveler I met on the way. An Old man in shabby clothes with a wooden rod in hand, his voice was weak but eyes shinned with flame. “It’s been a thousand years that I have been wandering in the deserts and mountains. My appearance may depict weari...
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