The inspiration of today’s title is from Dire Strait’s track: ‘Sultans of swing.’ Yes we all desire to swing impressively but there is only one that can be called the sultan of swing, he is none other than the GOAT (greatest of all time), Tiger Woods. A child called Eldrick Tont Woods aka (also knownContinue reading “Sultans Of Swing”
Author Archives: Morning with Golf
Movement
On the move is all of existence, the universes, the galaxies, the stars, the planets, the moons, the asteroids, the stones, and the dust. So is time, the millennium, the century, the year, the day, the hour, the minute, and the second. And life too is on the go, the kingdom, the phylum, the classes,Continue reading “Movement”
Walk Like An Egyptian
I am the second golfer to reach the golf course this morning. While the first golfer opts to take off from the tenth tee, I choose to start from tee one. These two tees are twins sitting parallel to each other. The fellow sportsman doesn’t waste any time on warm-up and off he goes. I,Continue reading “Walk Like An Egyptian”
Beginning of Birth
‘A pretty little fairy climbing up the stem I asked, “which one is the prettiest?” She replied, “All of them!”’ Zaria I. Jamil I am present at an orb where the orchards crave for clouds and roofs desire drops. Soil longs for thunders and deserts lust for wind. Oceans blurt storms and glaciers aspire heat.Continue reading “Beginning of Birth”
Golf’s Back
This is a story of resuming golf after weeks of pause because of COVID-19. I was the first to begin a game at 5:30AM on the day Lahore Gymkhana Club opened its doors after a long break. Playing solo on a golf course is like flying boeing 777 alone. Thanks to my co-pilot, the caddie,Continue reading “Golf’s Back”
Memory
Today on the golf course, something was distracting me. Once I concentrated, I realised it was the memory of a friend who has fallen ill to coronavirus and was unable to join me. This led me down a spiral of memories and I wondered what this human function is? I am pondering what is aContinue reading “Memory”
Effort
We have got two shadows, one made by the light, the other by our memories. The later stays on even in dark.