Just referenced in my last post about an unplanned trip 02 weeks after the fact toward the end of the week we went out for groceries yet this time we are four friends together. Again we need to have some experience that we can add to our recollections.
We drive to Islamabad into the forested areas and tranquil street, after a conversation we thought to have a short outing to Murree so we begin heading towards that side after coming to Bara-Kahu police halted us and check our identity cards, since the tourism activities are suspended because of pandemic just locals of Murree are permitted to go there, we got irritated and turned around to Islamabad.
Next, we needed to keep an eye on Monal to have some new breeze and a decent drive to get an invigoration toward the end of the week, shockingly, we weren’t permitted to visit Monal because of lockdown limitations. Miserable friends were going to return to the house then a thought sprung up in one of friend`s mind, for what reason don’t we go to a similar point we went last time the one I referenced in the last article the spot past E-11 (Islamabad).
In any case, the time wasn’t directly as it was dull as of now so we were in a void whether we will have a similar degree of happiness or not, regardless of us beginning pushing forward. We crossed Shah Allah Dita and afterward climbed the slopes in complete quietness and dim nobody was near. As we were driving the mountains getting all the more engaging following a 30 minutes drive we halted under a road light pole, before our own some youngsters were having Bar-B-Que.
We plunked down there on the side of the road getting a charge out of the perspective overall Islamabad city which appeared to be “City of Light”, the breeze was contacting the spirit. We were talking about such a significant number of things sitting about the philosophy of life, pandemic, and considerably more and furthermore clicked a couple of pictures as images of memory. Not long before wrapping up something slither into one of my friend’s shorts and BITE him, he bounced up and we put the light. It was CENTIPEDE. The second it happened we all terrified and checked in the case of all is well it appeared to be fine so we began driving back to the city while looking on Google about centipede chomp helpless web didn’t help much when we arrive at E-11 Markaz for some dinner we have the affirmation the little centipede nibble doesn’t bring about any serious issue.
While sitting in the vehicle and getting a charge out of the dinner one of my companions disclosed to us we left something on the ridge. It was at that point 11:30 PM however we drove back to a similar spot with the expectation that we would get our missing possessions at a similar spot this time we went quickly and fortunately we discovered it. Be that as it may, we invested some more energy there sitting in a protected spot and had some more photography and returned to home at 01:00 AM.
The characters of the story are:
SAEED ABEER : The driving person with crazy ideas
ILYAS HUSSAIN : The one who got CENTIPEDE BITE
SYED MOHSIN : The one who left the possessions at the spot
“Taking pictures on a spot triggers the memory related to that place”
-unknow