I put a lot of emphasis on arranging my setup, just for a round of golf. I call it a semantic stylus of my attire. Some may call it overdoing. I don’t care. I try to follow Jack Nicholson’s here, “I am who I am, your approval isn’t needed.” My chauffeur is ready at 4Continue reading “No Caddies”
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Dream Chaser
“Let yourself be silently drawn by the strange pull of what you really love. It would not lead you astray.” Rumi Some shots widen eyes, and some hits go shank. Some relations last longer, and some passions are temporary. Some tongues are meaningless, and some eyes say it all. Some truths fail you and liesContinue reading “Dream Chaser”
That White Sand
“A ball will always come to rest halfway down a hill, unless there is sand or water at the bottom.” Henry Beard It was one of those rare mornings of June when the weather reminds us of spring. The cool breeze, cloudy sky, and fresh grass were making us forget that yesterday was the summerContinue reading “That White Sand”
The Tale of the Two Eagles
“The noblest pleasure is the joy of understanding.” Leonardo Da Vinci On a sunny and heated morning, the sun shone in full glory and the month of June was at its full swing. So were we. I had challenged my sons to a round of golf since we happened to be in the capital cityContinue reading “The Tale of the Two Eagles”
One
“It was but yesterday I thought of myself as a fragment quivering without rhythm in the sphere of life. Now I know that I am the sphere, and all life in rhythmic fragments moves within me.” Khalil Gibran The stardust was craving to reunite again, but the force of the bang kept it afloat, movingContinue reading “One”
The Games
“Between the heart and mirror is this single difference, The heart conceals secrets while the mirror does not.” Rumi We see people hanging out together, playing in the same flight, and sitting on the same tables. Sometimes sleeping under the same roof or cuddling in the same bed. Still maintaining the distance wider than theContinue reading “The Games”
Sweethearts Seek Sweets
The main corridor at Defense Raya GCC hosts a number of sports, like squash court, gym, yoga studio, pro shop, and gateway to the golf course. This is a great avenue that accommodates its members’ quest for healthy activities. The irony is that a cute & tiny pastry shop also sits there, calling me withContinue reading “Sweethearts Seek Sweets”
Nest
“Trees are poems that earth writes on the sky.” Khalil Gibran When I saw a large beehive hanging from a tree at the ninth tee box at Gujranwala Golf Club, I felt a chill in my stance that the backswing might disturb bees in their home. My ears shivered to the slight buzz in theContinue reading “Nest”
A Parable of the Golf Ball
“I am the dust in the sunlight, I am the ball of the sun . . . I am the mist of morning, the breath of evening . . . . I am the spark in the stone, the gleam of gold in the metal . . . . The rose and the nightingale drunkContinue reading “A Parable of the Golf Ball”
Birdies, Bogeys and Bunkers
In the name of golf, I solemnly admit that I have cheated myself in recording my scores on the Golfshot app repeatedly. Despite such efforts, my handicap and my average score prefers to cling to the roof. This wonderful game is really made for wonders. My bunker shots usually insist on keeping the ball sandy.Continue reading “Birdies, Bogeys and Bunkers”
Morning With Golf 