There are mornings, and then, there are awakenings. As the golden breath of dawn sweeps across the dew-kissed fairways of Margalla Greens, the world seems to pause at the edge of something sacred. Tee No. 1 stands not merely as a starting point in a game, but as a doorway into serenity, where nature andContinue reading “A Morning at Margalla Greens”
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When the Greens Sleep, the Heart Plays On.
“Longing is the sweet pain of belonging to something.” Rumi The snow lay thick on the ground, a relentless white quilt smothering the rolling greens that he loved more than life itself. The golf course was not just a place for Ahsan, it was his cathedral, his sanctuary, a place where the whispering grass andContinue reading “When the Greens Sleep, the Heart Plays On.”
The Poet’s Round of Golf
Golf is a game where every swing holds a story, where each shot paints a picture on the canvas of the course. The chase of dimples on a golf ball mirrors our pursuit of perfection, but it’s the imperfections that often make the game beautiful. It’s the curve of a shot, the unexpected bounce, andContinue reading “The Poet’s Round of Golf”
The Only Oasis
“The earth turns to gold, in the hands of the wise.” Rumi As we ascend into the heavens, carried aloft by wings forged of ingenuity and dreams, the skies seem to envy us. They watch, infinite and ageless, as fragile beings dare to explore their boundless expanse. In the embrace of the atmosphere, our tinyContinue reading “The Only Oasis”
Morning With Golf 