Faisalabad has a heart that is difficult to describe, just sensed. It resonates in the early morning haze rising over Ghanta Ghar. Hums in the bustle of busy bazaars, and throbs through the ancient brick streets.
Faisalabad has a heart that is difficult to describe, just sensed. It resonates in the early morning haze rising over Ghanta Ghar. Hums in the bustle of busy bazaars, and throbs through the ancient brick streets.
