An unforgettable incident:
“Life is made of a great number of small incidents and a small number of great ones”
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Life is a mixture of sad and happy moments. I remember such a moment which I shall remember all my life. I have always loved travelling, however I never got to travel outside my home town of Gilgit. One day I was sitting in my class. I remember that it was Friday, and the geography period was going on. I was quite bored and was wishing that the class would end soon, when suddenly, our math teacher entered the class and spoke “Rania” and signed me to come out with my bag. I instantly lost the color on my face, what had I done wrong? I quickly recalled my memory to know why I was being called but found no reason. I slowly took my bag and walked out of my class room, I was quite scared but my fears dissolved as soon as I saw my mother waiting for me. The lost color on my face returned. Then me, my siblings and my mother walked to our car and saw that my grandparents and uncle was also there, and then my mother surprised us by telling us that we were going to Sakurdu; which was a popular, tourist attracting town with a 12 hours ride from Gilgit to Sakurdu. My mom told us the packing was already done so all we had to do was go home change and start our journey. We begun at about 12:30pm and on the way we talked and planned our trip and listened to music after a few hours we stopped at a restaurant; ate mouthwatering rice and curry and drank refreshing tea. After the meal we continued travelling. After a long drive we finally reached Sakurdu and the first place we visited was a lake. At first, we admired the view, then we did boat riding and then went where resident was given to us by my uncle’s office. It was quite dark by then and we were quite tired. My uncle bought curry and me and my mother made flat bread or more traditionally roti. After the meal all of us went to bed.
The next day me and my mother made breakfast, and after breakfast all of us got dressed and we made plans for and day and started our journey. First, we went to the famous resort “Shangrila”, then after enjoying the view we went to another lake and being a nature lover, I really enjoyed it, at the end of the day we went to a mountain and enjoyed the breath taking view of the sunset; the sky took a beautiful red-orange color, the clouds seemed as if dipped in honey and the whole sky seemed like a field of poppies, I closed my eyes and felt the gentle breeze against my skin sending a shiver across my body and suddenly, I was filled with an overvelming joy which I had never felt before and I found myself, wanting to scream. We came back to the resident at about 5:30pm. We had already eaten dinner in a restaurant so we went to bed as soon as we got to the resident. The next day we ate breakfast (which were fries and tea) and stayed at the resident until 2:00pm and then started our journey back to Gilgit. On the way we listened to music, talked about how memorable the journey was and often we stopped to eat and there fore reached home at about 8:00pm.
This journey was very special for me and I will never forget it until my last day.
