The Gilgit-Baltistan village where no one says climate change but everyone talks about the weather

I grew up believing that the year truly began in July. For most children, summer meant school holidays. For us in Gilgit-Baltistan, it meant going home. We spent the rest of the year waiting for those two months. Like many families from the mountains, ours was spread across different cities for work and education. July and August brought everyone back. University students returned from Islamabad, Lahore and Karachi. Parents finally took time off work. Weddings were planned months in advance b...

By [email protected] (Mehnaz Parveen)