Everyone in this world is fond of something. Somebody love kite flying while somebody like bike riding. Somebody feels happiness in walking in moon light while somebody is always eager to go on a long drive. Similarly, my hobby is traveling. I love to go on long miles to discover new lands. During my journeys, I meet with new and interesting people. I learn a lot from them.
I have visited many places but the moment that is asset of my life is paragliding over the mountains of Salt Range. It was a sunny morning. Mountains were engulfed with fog. I was standing on the cliff of a mountain. I opened my para glider, checked it and jumped from the cliff. Within few seconds I was in the air. Air was passing by my body swiftly. Birds stared flying along with my glider. I felt as I was also a bird. Looking at the mountains from the sky was mesmerizing. Few mountains were looking as the guards of other mountains. I increased my elevation and crossed the cliff of a mountain. Sudden flow of air made me feel like I was flying in a jet plane. Now my glider stared gradually descending. I touched the ground in few minutes safely. I had forgotten every worry of my life during flying.
I suggest to everyone that if they really want to enjoy a ride, then paragliding at Salt Range is a must.