These pictures were taken during that trip, from a camera she had gifted me. Partly because photography seemed to take my mind away from the impending doom and partly because a part of me was still hopeful she'd live and we'd look back to these pictures and smile together. Soon after, she passed away (24th August, 2010) and I stopped taking pictures since my life had reduced to surviving every single breath. I had kept them in wraps since. Never showed them to anyone.
Hello, everyone. In this post I tried capturing the ethereal beauty of a city about 30 kilometers away from the capital city of Pakistan, called Murree. I often say it is the collective picnic spot of the nation. While most of the rest of the country battles with severe pollution, Murree enjoys the status of [...]