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A week in Pakistan

I don't remember the exact date of my travel but it was morning me and my parents left the hotel which we had been staying in the last two days, we had arrived to the place where cars were travelling to Pakistan we got in to a medium size car named Palankoch with three other kabuli women. During journey i understood from conversations that my mother had with them that those three women were a  mother with her two young and frankly; amazingly beautiful girls going to pakistan for same reason as we were.
The interesting part was that non of these six people in the car were carrying any passport and it was an illegal trip to Pakistan, but it was okay at that time borders between Afghanistan and Pakistan were opened and passengers especially from Afghan side were allowed to enter without any legal documents because the most of these people were going to Pakistan only for medical reasons. and Pakistan was and still is earning millions of Rupees from Afghanistan's patients.
It was around ten or eleven in the morning we reached to the border which is not a desirable place to visit unless you have to, Afghan side officers let us leave without creating any problem but when we reached to Pakistan's army they started asking for passport my dad told them we don't have, my son is seriously sick we just want to visit doctor, then they start asking for money it means for bribe and my father gave them some Rupees and then they started searching me i had some money which my father had given to me when we were leaving hotel, so I gave them all. One thing was very clear that those officer had a very huge respect to women, they had not asked anything from my mom or those other three women

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