Saif-Ul-Mulok Lake (Kaghan Valley)

Lake Saif-ul-Malook is an acclaimed place of interest and it is situated around 8 kilometers (5 miles) North of Naran, in Kaghan Valley, in District Mansehra, Khyber Pakhtunkhwa. It is situated at an elevation of 3,224 meters (10,578 feet) above ocean level. It the spot, where the narrative of Prince Saif-ul-Malook and Badi-U-Jamal was begun. 

Story of Saif ul Malook 

The incredible story of Lake Saif-ul-Malook is written by the Sufi writer Mian Muhammad Bakhsh, as verse. 

The story depicts the story of an Egyptian Prince, Saif-ul-Malook, who began to look all starry eyed at a pixie, Badi-u-Jamal. He saw her in his fantasies and subsequent to awakening the sovereign on the double set out looking for his darling pixie Badi-u-Jamal. Until he met a Saint, he was dumbfounded in regards to his excursion. The Saint disclosed to him how and from where he could discover the pixie. He educated him about the obstacles which he would look before he could discover and wed Badi-u-Jamal, on the grounds that she was a pixie and the ruler himself was an individual. 

Consequently the sovereign began the excursion for the sake of adoration for a pixie, however in the wake of confronting numerous difficulties and with his boldness and valiance, his excursion transforms into the otherworldly investigations. 

The sovereign, Saif-ul-Malook lived in Egypt. He was an attractive man after Joseph, on the essence of the earth; tall, lean, sparkling skin, sharp eye-foreheads, dim dark profound eyes and pure black hair that surged over his shoulders. He was courageous, a gifted tracker, rider and prepared swordsman, consistent with his Arabic name the "Sword of the Kings". Sovereign Saif-ul-Malook was conceived in wealth. He had never requested anything in his life; until he saw a fantasy of a pixie that had changed the entire course of his life and his genuine feelings of serenity was taken by her. 

He saw a lake, which he had never observed, encompassed by high as can be mountains that they appeared to contact the sky and the shining water of the lake glanced emerald-green in the brilliant evening glow. In the lake seven pixies were cleaning up, delicate, thin and fragile animal, with rich skins, brilliant eyes, and wavy light hair. Magnificence of the considerable number of pixies outmatched to each other yet the fabulousness of the seventh one outperformed the fascinate of the rest with her dark hair. Her face was as wretchedness as the full moon 

. It was her giggling that held onto the core of the sovereign, even on awakening it despite everything rang sweetly in his ears. He did never observe such a spell-jumping dream in as long as he can remember. 

He went out looking for pixie and continued meandering back and forth. At some point while he was in the edges of the Cairo city, the ruler happened to meet a Saint who sitting under an obscure olive tree. He figured the Saint may be useful to him. When he moved toward him, the elderly person took a gander at him eagerly and a grin lit up his face. He educated the ruler that he was sitting tight for him. He portrayed the narrative of the ruler and uncovered his forecasts of coming life the sovereign. He cautioned the ruler of the impediments in the manner towards Badi-u-Jamal. He guided Saif-ul-Malook about the course to get to the pixie.

The ruler came to at the Lake Saif-ul-Malook after exceptional hardships and hindrances. Finally he saw his dearest, Badi-u-Jamal in the emerald-green water of the lake. There she entered the Lake in the last, floating into the water easily, with her long dark hair spread over her back, her face was as brilliant as the full moon and her eyes were twinkling. Ruler Saif-ul-Malook felt himself in the sky after steadfast and tiring battle for sequential six years and forty days. He was in that spot to see the discernable pixie, whom he could contact, feel and to live with!