
Looking down towards Balakot from the entry point
of the valley.

The other side of the vallye toward Garhi Habib-ullah
and the old road that used to go from Balakot
to Mansehra.
The inner urge to hear the whispers of all that is ... and the attempt to capture and tell what was heard , that is what photography is to me. I don't know how well I am doing, I guess I never will because as I hear more, I learn to hear even more ... it's an ongoing personal quest.
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