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Some journeys leave footprints on your soul, and my trip to Pakistan last October was one such adventure. From the bustling streets of Islamabad to the serene valleys of Hunza, every moment felt like a connection to something far greater – a world filled with beauty, history, and the warmth of human connection.

Arriving in Islamabad, the capital city of Pakistan, I was immediately drawn to its harmony – a balance of modernity and nature. My first morning was spent exploring nearby hill stations. The drive to Murree and Nathia Gali unfolded like a scene from a dream, with lush green hills, winding roads, and cool mountain air.

Walking through the quaint Mall Road in Murree and hiking in Nathia Gali brought a sense of tranquillity, as though time had slowed down.

The next day, I delved into Islamabad’s vibrant soul. The Shah Faisal Mosque, with its striking architecture, evoked a sense of peace, while the lively markets offered glimpses of local life. Every corner of the city seemed to tell a story, each more vibrant than the last.

A short flight to Skardu opened the gateway to northern Pakistan’s rugged beauty. It felt like we had stepped into another world, where towering mountains embraced the horizon.

The writer (centre in blue shirt) with his group of travel buddies at the Hussaini Suspension Bridge in Hunza Valley.

My journey there began at the breathtaking Shangrila Resort Skardu, a place of serenity nestled amid nature’s finest artistry.

As the road led toward Gilgit-Baltistan, I found myself pausing often – not just for tea at quaint spots like Istakh Nalla but to marvel at the landscapes.

Lunch in Danyor Village, served by a welcoming local family, reminded me of the universal language of kindness that transcends borders.

By nightfall, we reached the Eagle’s Nest Hotel in Hunza, where the glowing valley lights seemed to whisper promises of wonders yet to come.

Dawn brought a moment of pure magic. Climbing Duiker Hill to witness the sunrise was challenging but utterly rewarding. As the first rays of sunlight kissed the peaks of Rakaposhi and Ladyfinger, I felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude.

At the Pakistan-China border.

The light spilled over the valley below, revealing a landscape so divine it seemed painted by the heavens.

Hunza’s treasures continued to unfold as I explored Altit Fort, a historical marvel with stories etched into its walls. The views from the fort’s terraces were as inspiring as the rich history it held.

Later, visits to Attabad Lake and Borit Lake showcased nature’s artistry at its finest. The vivid blue of Attabad, formed after a landslide in 2010, contrasted beautifully with Borit’s ancient, emerald-green waters.

Both offered a rare, almost spiritual serenity.

At the highest paved international border in the world, Khunjerab Pass, no words can fully capture what I felt. At over 4,600m, the air was thin yet felt heavy. Snow-covered peaks stretched endlessly, their silence broken only by the whispers of the wind. This was a place where one could feel the immensity of the Earth and the smallness of oneself.

On the way back, I was reminded again of the warmth of the people. A local family offered a traditional meal that was as rich in flavour as it was in generosity. They gifted me a feathered cap – a gesture of kindness that I will always cherish.

The final days of the journey were bittersweet. Crossing the Hussaini Suspension Bridge was an exhilarating experience.

We had lunch at Karimabad, where fresh pears plucked from the garden graced the table. It felt like a celebration of the land’s abundance.

Returning to Skardu and later Islamabad brought a sense of closure to this unforgettable journey. Wandering through local markets, I soaked in the vibrant colours, textures, and scents of northern Pakistan one last time.

The flavours of a biryani dinner in Rawalpindi lingered, much like the memories of the trip itself.

As my flight departed, I found myself reflecting on what this journey had given me. Northern Pakistan is more than just a destination – it’s a realm where nature’s grandeur and human warmth come together in perfect harmony.

The towering peaks, crystal- clear lakes, and ancient forts are awe-inspiring, but it’s the spirit of the people, the richness of their culture, and the stories woven into the land that make this place extraordinary.

If you’re seeking a destination that awakens your soul, look no further than the valleys of Hunza and beyond. It’s not just a journey; it’s a transformation – a reminder of how vast, beautiful, and interconnected our world truly is.

The views expressed are entirely the writer’s own.

The writer (centre) posing with two local men wearing their traditional attire.