“You haven’t seen fireflies?” he asked.
“Nope, never in my life.”
“Not even one?”
He was incredulous, and that pricked my pride- made my world seem too small, missing things.
“There weren’t any in Karachi.” - I, defensive.
“I’m not talking about Karachi, I’m talking about Rochester. It’s July. It’s firefly season.”
“I haven’t seen any.” I stammered. I hadn’t, but I still felt like a child caught in a lie.
“Is there still light there?”
I looked up at the sky. I was walking home from campus. It was 9 pm but the flotsam of daylight still loomed over approaching nightfall. Early stars and a slice of moonlight.
“Look around yourself.”
“It’s been raining, there won’t be any-”
“Abay look carefully na.”
At first, nothing. Just the darkening suburb with a single pool of streetlight at the end of the street. Then I saw a glint, like when dust motes catch light. As my eyes adjusted, off the phone screen, I began to see more- a thin-spread smattering of these illuminated particles.
“I see them”
I stopped in the middle of the street. They floated around on gardens on either side of me, as if they had always been there, merry barely-there golden flickers. I felt like I couldn't speak. I felt my world spread outwards perhaps a centimeter more.
This beautiful child belongs to indegnous tribe of Kalasha. There are almost 3800 Kalasha people now, living is Kalash Valleys of Bamburate, Birir and Rumbur. The majority of them dwell in Bamburate.
They once ruled the entire region but today, the number of indigenous people of the Kalash Valley is fast dwindling.
There are people in everybody's life who they miss,some are dead,some are alive but they are just not there with them,they die for their presence,die to hear their voice for once,die to hug them,die to see their face just for once,but sadly they can't do anything to bring them back and this just breaks them into pieces,completely shatters them but still they pray for them,for their happiness,for their peace,peace of mind,for their long life,for their well being and what not.
I just want to say that keep praying for them,if they're not anymore in this world,pray for them,if they're alive but not with you,pray for them.This will surely bring tranquility in your life and will make you feel better.
Of the estimated 18.58 million camels the world over, 1.2 million are reared in the desert areas of Pakistan.
The ratios of camel population province-wise are as follows Balochistan 36.43 per cent, Punjab 33.51 per cent, Sindh 22.76 per cent and Khyber-Pakhtunkhwa 7.30 per cent.
In spite of the country's large population of camels, they are mostly ignored among the domestic ruminants in terms of care, productivity or research, whereas in the Gulf states, Saudi Arabia, Oman, Qatar, Somalia and Sudan there are dairy farms with modern equipment to increase population, milk and meat production.
In addition research is also in progress to ascertain the health benefits of camel products, mainly milk and meat. According to an estimate of the FAO, the global market potential for camel milk could be billions of dollars in the near future, when the product reaches the European markets as a health food. In the Gulf region and the African countries, camel milk and its products such as yogurt, laban (drinkable yogurt) and soft cheese are already in the market
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This post and this week is completely dedicated to how the @ucanbemakeup belonging palette can do wonders. How it can be used to create such different and amazing looks. .
This is an easy, basic one. But also, Maybe a date night look because it's so classy. Used the shade JET (black) near lashes. Used SMOG on lid using my ring finger, no blending, literally took 3 seconds. Used the shade STRANDED to highlight inner corner.
And BAM! A bomb look created!
Note: if you're single AF, skip date night part and do what I just did. 😉