I remember that time some years back I was wandering near the mountain of Raka Poshi in the Valley of Hunza That scene was the most beautiful in my entire life and I can't forgot it.
There were two paths straight to Raka Poshi. One is the way of cold and clear water π coming down from the mountain ποΈ and through the other one you can go up to a limit to that mountain π
I was with my friends dark clouds are so near that you can easily touch and feel their existence. Want to go back to that life π₯
There were two paths straight to Raka Poshi. One is the way of cold and clear water π coming down from the mountain ποΈ and through the other one you can go up to a limit to that mountain π
I was with my friends dark clouds are so near that you can easily touch and feel their existence. Want to go back to that life π₯
I remember that time some years back I was wandering near the mountain of Raka Poshi in the Valley of Hunza β€οΈ That scene was the most beautiful in my entire life and I can't forgot it.
There were two paths straight to Raka Poshi. One is the way of cold and clear water π coming down from the mountain ποΈ and through the other one you can go up to a limit to that mountain π
I was with my friends dark clouds are so near that you can easily touch and feel their existence. Want to go back to that life π₯



