Reminiscing an experience laden journey

 

Whenever
I recall the time of my first ever longest road trip, from Quetta to my home
town Sahiwal, five years back, it brings soothing feelings of intimacy,
freshness, revelations, and novelty.

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It
was the time when my husband was DS in Infantry School Quetta after his MCC.
After so many hurdles like unavailability of MOQ and renovation delays, we
finally managed to reach Quetta and for the very first time started living as a
family with our 1 year old daughter.  The
thought of living with husband in a stable station is very fascinating. So I
started to plan my beautiful future ahead with my husband and daughter. But
nature was planning something else for us. After shifting we ordered furniture
and other required things but the very next morning my husband called me from
his office that Begum there is a bad news for you that I have to go on UN mission
in Congo after 15 days and we have to leave Quetta in 5days. For many people
going on a foreign mission is a wish but for us it was a bad news at that
particular frame of time because we wanted to spend time together.

To
cut long story short we started our journey back and to make it memorable we chose
a road trip. For me it were the most memorable, cherish able and pleasant two days
of my entire life. We both husband and wife purposefully enjoyed the whole journey.
We set our journey at 8am in the first week of April. It was very cold in
Quetta at that time so we wore winter clothing.

Those
two days were special for me not only for the company I was accompanying but
also for the first time not only I was travelling through Baluchistan, Sind and
Punjab but also I was going to experience the beauty of differences in physical
features, temperatures and weathers in different parts of our country,
Pakistan.

In
the start I sighted and eulogized the beautiful mountains ranges, small
waterfalls and twirling roads of Baluchistan. After that we entered Sind where
the landscape and culture changed gradually from Balochi culture to pure Sindi
culture. There were no more mountains, flowing waters and; winding and sloppy
roads, instead vast spread wilderness occupied the most of main road
surrounding areas, with episodes of petrol pumps and small bazaars, occasionally
disturbing the monotony of barren roads.

 There were patches of sandy roads too at many
places which took much of our time to cross. Once our car stuck in sandy patch
but due to the helping people of Sind we went through that problem. Then Around
2 pm in afternoon we reached at PSO petrol pump to refuel our car and to refresh
ourselves but that again brought a problem. 
After refilling the car my husband parked the car on a side of the pump.
While I was sprinkling my face with water with a water bottle to refresh my
eyes, my finger hit my gold earring and it flew in the air and went in the
drainage pipe nearby the car. I got very shocked and told my husband but he
suggested leaving it and moving forward but on my insistence he talked to pump
workers who were all from Sind region. The people were so helping that they
sent one of the worker with a torch in the empty drainage pipe and he
successfully brought back my earring. We tried to give some money as a token of
thanks to the worker but he consistently refused and said that it was their
duty to help us. We found them very helping and being from other province their
attitude really comforted us and made us feel at home.

These
trivial concerns were not bothering us both; instead we were enjoying and
considered those things as part of our adventure. We reached Kashmore Cantt at
8 pm and stayed there for the night in Mess to refresh ourselves for next day’s
journey.

Not
only had the landscapes changed from one province to other but also the
outlooks of people too. In addition to this temperature also changed from quite
low to very high. We had started our journey with sweaters and gradually removed
them and came to simple single dresses which ended in changing with summer
clothes in Kashmore Cantt, where the temp was very high. We started with
heaters in the car and ended with air conditioners in the car.

Next
morning we left Kashmore in the early morning around 6:30 for further journey
to reach our destination but the morning too was very hot. We entered Punjab
region and landscape changed dramatically from dry to green fertile lands along
the roads. Roads were smoother and better. Raised Number of population was also
a different feature. Because we met almost no people in our road journey
through Baluchistan, very few people in Sind and almost crowds in Punjab.  Because of green fields and trees temperature
of Punjab was comparatively lower than Sind. We crossed the mango gardens of
Multan and reached our destination at 2:30 pm in afternoon. Now I was missing
the great weather of Quetta as it was quite high in Sahiwal too.

This
journey of my life is treasured and cherished because, for the first time after
marriage, I continuously travelled with my husband for such long hours and in
addition, for the first time in my life, not only I could experience some of
the striking variations of our beloved land but also I could make out that how
blessed our country is.