I want to kiss your hands if I see you. Loved the travelogue and the excellent photos. Moist eyes and a giggle. I remember my trip to Naran decades back. Amazing and stunning photography. Shogran had seen an influx of tourists, who trampled over its beauty, leaving it jaded.
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They the fairy and the prince hid in a cemetery few miles away from Naran, but due to the flood Saif and Badi-ul-Jamal took shelter in a cave near the lake.
From my toes to the moon in the sky, there was bright whiteness everywhere, as if the lake and the mountains had clad themselves in a single large piece of white cloth. Translated by Arif Anjum from the original in Urdu here.
Saif-ul-Malook: The Lake of Fairies
I was where there was no room for thought, fear, doubt or anything of the like. What I had seen at the Lake Saif-ul-Malook was to pin itself to my memories like a photograph, before a new vale invited me.
The bazaar was crowded beyond expectation. Mr Bukhari well done,keep it up. It is highly recommended for those who want to see the moon shining at it brightest amongst five billion stars in the sky. You can see more of his work here.
Bukhari from New York. The guide was a local; he would throw himself on snow and take a slide to go a few metres down, and then beckon me to do the same. A Canadian Totally irrelevant. The lake is also famous for being habitat of large size Brown Trout fish, which weigh up to 7 kilograms. In Naran, however, anonymity was hard to come by. We climbed up; the snow wrapped everything, and steep mountains only went steeper.
The sun was looking at its reflection in the River, where the boat floated down with such ease that it put a smile on my face. A journey whose beginning was marked by the event of one political party was now ending with reflections on another. We now just need to take care of it.
Saiful Muluk – Wikipedia
This angered the Deo very much, and he destroyed the whole lake in a bid to find the fairy. He had a handsome amount of treasure which he inherited from his forefathers. Retrieved 1 June Saif was a wealthy prince who hailed from Egypt. The jeep track to the Lake was closed because of the snow. Comments Closed Popular Newest Oldest. A history of Urdu literature: Hotel rooms were fully occupied and the only way to get accommodation was to introduce myself; I had to put on a show of my craft; I had to reference national interests.
But dude, your photos are awesome The moonlight washed the snow-covered mountains and the lake white. Definitely one of the most beautiful in the world: What a wonderful write-up and eye-catching pictures!
The climb was unending. The story is about a Persian prince named Saif ul Malook who fell in love with a fairy named Badi ul Jamal transformation in English: