On 20th July 2015. We, a caravan of some friends, were travelling from Rawalakot to Toli Peer on snaking roads around the enormously high mountains near Bagh when our driver told us "Here are some graves of soldiers martyred in 1947". We asked him to stop car. At the corner of mountain there was a small graveyard. The graveyard surrounded with walls was seeming locked since many years. No place to enter so we stepped in over the walls. There were almost 25 martyrs buried in that small place. We made fatiha and for some moments, sitting there, we just tried to realize the sacrifices of our mentors. We went out in same way by stepping over the walls.
Outside the graveyard there was an amazing scene for us. White clouds were travelling from one greeny top to other, sunshine was making the mountains brighten and more adorable. It was really a charming scene. We just fell in love with that scenery. Just before starting again our remaining travel i took this pic. Every time when i see, this pic makes me gladden and at the same timr it reminds me that lonely graves of our martyrs and that make me sadden.
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