Away from the city of Ziarat, the forest was tucked into a corner near the massive mountains in Balochistan. The sun was barely up, peeking its head through the horizon causing the trees to make long shadows. 

    Friends! You know Ziarat is a city surrounded by trees. This is one of the districts of Balochistan province that lies 130 km from Quetta. It has the honor of hosting the Founder of Pakistan, Quaid-i-Azam Mohammad Ali Jinnah, during his last days of life. The ‘Quaid-i-Azam Residency’ is located just near our home. That’s the reason Ziarat and its groves attract me a lot. I routinely walk through the forest, and often come across the herds of deer.
    But let me first tell you how big this forest is! Well, this beautiful city is surrounded by the lush green forest, which is called “Ziarat Juniper Forest”. It is also known as ‘Sanober Jungle’. It is home to the largest area of juniper forest in Pakistan, covering about 110,000 hectares. The juniper trees of Ziarat are one of the oldest trees of their kind with some of these trees being 4000 years old. It is believed that the forest is the second largest of its kind in the world.
    There are wild animals too, but herds of deer always catch my attention. While walking I don’t go deep into the forest because going alone and without a proper safety is dangerous. It was a fine morning when I went out for a walk. Today, I also wanted to go for the hunt of a little deer, which I wanted to catch live. Already I was much familiar with the forest routes along the city area. Initially I walked, but after some minutes, I started jogging. 
    While, jogging along the path, I paused to admire the peaceful beauty of the forest, the uniqueness of the forest attracting me as I gazed through different types of trees, some with dense tough barks or some with smooth thin stems. The contrast of green and orange leaves made me feel the spring and autumn seasons at once. I thought how blessed our beloved country Pakistan is! We have everything in abundance – from vast plains to high mountains, from lush green forests to dense sand deserts, from water streams and long canals to flowing rivers.
    As I continued, my feet kept crunching leaves and twigs, and stumbling on roots of trims. I reached a place where I saw a herd of deer. The birds were chirping high in trees. I kept silent. I could hear the buzzing of insects as I tried to untangle my clothes from the branches. Suddenly, I heard a noise from the bushes. I was careful. I was getting ready for any wild animal coming out from the bushes. The leaves of bushes rustled and a rabbit came out running towards me. I blew out my breath, gathered myself again and started to getting closer to the herd. I carefully wanted to catch a baby deer and furtively separate it from its family.
    Couple of hours passed by and no luck in catching a deer. As I decided to head back from this hushed forest, the sun was directly above making the groves glitter. Its rays filtered through the thick canopy of leaves above me. All of a sudden I got a chance to catch a baby deer grazing in the last row from its legs, and put my hands on its mouth so that the voice of its screams couldn’t reach its family. Instantly, a thought hit my mind that the wildlife laws of the land do not allow hunting of deer or other animals. At the same time, I heard the screaming voice of the little deer’s mother who was impatiently looking for her baby. Despite, I didn’t want to kill the deer, rather I wanted to keep it as my pet, I abandoned the idea of catching a deer, and released it. I was so happy to see that the mother deer had tears of joy in her eyes when she saw her baby back. 
    Collecting mushrooms on my way back, and appreciating the beauty of the lush green forest, I silently said good bye to the baby deer, and made my way back home.