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Goodbye Hunza

Note: These are the four different views of Attabad Lake we experienced

We witnessed the diversity of Attabad Lake again, as we crossed it that evening. Our way back from khunjerab pass went as eventful as it can be. Bhaiya suddenly remembered that there's a place we can visit, on our way to our guest house. The Eagle Nest. It's a place where people say that one could witness beauty beyond its limits. They say that when ever sunrises or sets at this point one could see the lights and shadows shaped like eagles sitting in there nest.

'Yaseen sahab can you take us to the Eagle Nest it's on our way. It's almost sunset and it's the best time for going there.'Bhaiya requested the driver.

'O sir, the coaster is heated up after all this drive. We can't take it all the way up to the eagle nest.' For the first Yaseen sahab said no to anything, it was just a little detour and we had also stopped at the Sust to freshen up and bought rice from the grocery store for our dinner, we had planned to make Biryani from the night before's left over uncooked chicken. The unfortunate BBQ.

It seems that if you have to make the drivers do what you want. You have to tell your plans beforehand otherwise they'll just can't change their little minds right away.

'The coaster had been travelling to many heights all of our tour. You didn't say that before, why do you think it's heated up now? It's just a little way up. I know I've been there.' Bhaiya insisted but the driver was not at all in the mood to be challenged.

Our driver muttered something in Punjabi, his face was red and furious with the thought yet thankfully we heard him mumble okay and he turn the coaster to the path that went up to the eagle point.

After five minutes of drive up the track. Our coaster screeched and started fumbling backwards. The road was almost 65 degree slant and our coaster was speeding down ways from its back. It was a horrible sight.

The coaster echoed with safety prayers like Ayat-ul-kursi.

The moment our driver braked and the bus went still. The big boys went out and settled rocks beneath the back tires to give the coaster some support.

'Everyone get out of the bus hurry.' They said in unison.

'Just take the kids and move out.' My hubby came and picked Shaji.

My heart was beating hard when I first stepped out.

The driver and the boys(All the husband's and emad) were busy making the coaster move up and turn around so that we could go back to our guest house as it was evident that our visit to Eagle Nest was over before it even started. It was almost impossible to get what really had happened there. If the coaster really was heated up or was it just the driver, making excuses yet it was hell dangerous stuff if he did it on purpose.

I turned my attention towards the surroundings, the place we were standing on, was some kind of roof of a village house by the road. It was merged into the step farming done by the residents which was amazing. A beautiful sight. The sound of the coaster vanished into the sky as they drove past us to find a place to turn it around and the place became calm and still.