Welcome

Where have you been? It's alright we know where you've been. You've been in the pipeline, filling in time, Provided with toys and scouting for boys. You bought a guitar to punish your ma, And you didn't like school, And you know you're nobody's fool, So welcome to the machine.

Friday, September 02, 2005

Muslim Commercial Bank: F-6 Markaz Branch







... and that was the back of the ATM ...



They have renovated the branch now. But this is what it used to look like at one time!

And the best part was that the whole stupid process was manual! People scribbling into registers (like it was 1699!!!). It took HALF AN HOUR just to get a pay order or something like that done.

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

More Sharda

After the morning trek I had digested my breakfast and came back to my room. Then I started up a conversation with a local who told me about the rich history of the place. I was thoroughly impressed with his knowledge and the wonderful historical perspective with which I saw that place then. I will put in more info about the place soon.















Sharda

After breakfast I took a walk around Sharda and just took in the beauty of the whole valley. At some points I could not take pictures because of security reasons (there being sensitive military installations).





Sunday, August 21, 2005

Back to Sharda

We did not stay for long at Kel. We left about a half hour before dusk. By the time we got to Sharda it was night and time for dinner.


The jeep got stuck in the mud. So we had to improvise and try all sorts or rolling and rocking and pushing and pulling and shoving and digging. We finally did get out though.



You can find one of these anywhere and anytime in Pakistan. No matter what the terrain. This dude was so impatient that he wouldn't stop to let us pass and that's how we got stuck in the mud.

My cousin's got his fingers in his ears because the bus' (we call it a dhol) engine kept misfiring like anything. In the dead silence and depth of the valley it sounded like a canon going off.



All the stops that we made were because of this dude. So I finally took the snap I had been wanting to. When you gotta go, you gotta go - but not as much as this guy!

Kel

Kel could have been a city or town. But it's more like an army camp. There's this big base you can't go into or take pictures of. The only place we could take pictures was on a small dirt road.


So this is all I can show you people of Kel. Both pictures are opposite each other.