Sunday, December 11, 2016

. . . Camel Tracks never end


It all started with a list of Travelling and Tracking movies shared on Facebook. Somebody just posted more than 50 travelling movie posters with a brief intro of all. One of the friends shared it on his/her profile and suddenly it got viral among the off-track-minds. Everyone was asking everyone: "How to download these movies", "if you please download, please do keep them save in your computer until I take from you", "Please keep them until I come to Lahore/ Karachi". The best happened with one of the friends who asked one of his friends to download those movies for him. His friend downloaded all those posters and handed over him the same evening and said why could he not download all those pictures himself 😉 😜

One of the friends taught me how to download with torrent, very kind of him. I started downloading and watching these movies one by one (20 downloaded, and 16 watched to date ;) ). And one fine evening I happened to watch "The Tracks" the video version of the legendary Australian Desert crossing of Robyn Davidson. In the end it mentioned that the movie was based on the book written by the Camel Lady. No doubt the movie is EXCELLENT. As I knew from the previous experiences that most of the times the book-based-movies are only five to ten percent of the books. Therefore I could not wait to read the book. I searched on internet for the soft versions, posted in various FB groups that I was searching for this book. Spent whole day searching on various book houses' websites for the title and sending them emails if they have THE TRACKS. But to no avail.

The very next morning I was tagged by a friend in the PDF version of this book. WOW .. and I just started reading it at the very moment. WHAT a wonderful book it is.

An amazing tale of self determination. An account of splitting identities as well at the same time, rolling from decision to indecision, from belief to disbelief, form illusions to reality every now and then.

An odyssey across Australian Desert, not to prove anything to anyone but taking it just for the sake of if, only for herself or perhaps for her father to pay him a tribute for his journey across African desert.

A saga of enjoying being alone sometimes and feeling desperate & lonely at times, of playing with her animals and beating them sometimes, of sweating and rejoicing, of lovely mornings, tiring days, colorful evenings and star lit nights all alone.

A romance with desert, nature and camels at the same time.

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