Basima Valley, Washuk, #Balochistan

Basima Valley, Washuk, #Balochistan

PC: Rasheed Shahwani

Rainy day - Chiltan Mount, Quetta, #Balochistan

PC: بن سعید بلوچ @Masteraamir89

Sapat Beach, Sapat, Makran, #Balochistan

Sapat Beach, Sapat, Makran, #Balochistan

PC: Kumail Hussain

Clean Beach Program

Clean Beach Program

We have all seen the evidence of marine litter along our coastline so for all you beach lovers out there it was an opportunity to do something positive to combat the problem and also raise awareness about the issue. People could create their own beach clean event or participate in one. Every piece of litter removed from the coast is a piece of litter that won’t pollute our oceans or harm wildlife.

https://docs.google.com/forms/d/1CdHSzqR2GhDceuA3UB6LgV2f-odrWOLjUdSXtTYZoek/viewform?edit_requested=true

The Last Light somewhere east of Kalat, #Balochistan

PC: Hydaspes' Lightbox

Waterside somewhere in Moola Valley, Khuzdar, Balochistan

PC: Altaf Hussain Mosyani Zehri

Gwadar Jetty, #Balochistan

PC: Aysar Ishaq Jalal Zai

Buji-Koh, Hingol, Balochistan

- Another virgin beach gone, all thanks to well educated illiterate tour operators and visitors going there.

Why do people litter while visiting some amazing places to relax?means you need littering for your peace of mind? they even throw garbage on roadsides when driving as if it is some given right to be blissfully irresponsible to the given beauty of natures art presentation that surround them?

#Shame #SorryBujiKoh

Ozano Waterfall, Karkh, Khuzdar #Balochistan

Ozano Waterfall, Karkh, Khuzdar #Balochistan

PC: Atif Aslam Akhund

Shehr-e-Roghan, Gondrani, Balochistan

Gondrani, also known as Shehr-e-Roghan is an archaeological site near the town of Bela in #Balochistan

PC: Sheh Baz HaSsani

Seaside Gwadar, #Balochistan

PC: Aysar Ishaq Jalal Zai

AN ADVENTURER VISITS BALOCHISTAN IN 1934.

AN ADVENTURER VISITS BALOCHISTAN IN 1934.

Passage to India

He left Persia, he wrote, “totally weaned from the most basic ideas of civilization and culture.” But he pushed on into his first real taste of a ferocious ocean and the romance of Britain’s fading colonial empire in India. Just across the border, Speck beached his kayak on a deserted strip of sand below the stark, gray cliffs of the Makran Coastal Range.

A British immigration agent noted in his passport, “Mr. Speck, Oskar Walter arrived today by sea in a rubber skiff, Nov. 19, 1934.” He had arrived in Baluchistan, the far-western frontier of British India and today a barren border province of Pakistan. Speck was downcast. It looked as bleak as Persia.

Then he did a double take. Framed against the cliffs stood a magnificent tent with a triumphal gateway of colored flags at the entrance. Two maharajas in regal silken splendor stood outside, attended by a large and equally splendid retinue, Speck wrote later. He learned they were the Khan of Kalat, a powerful city-state, and the hereditary lord of Las Bela, another principality near Karachi. They had arranged a shooting party that day for Sir Norman Carter, the top British official in Baluchistan.

Via: Rehana Rehman