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Morning with Golf

  • A Morning at Margalla Greens
    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 and rhythm, silence and song, unite in quiet celebration. In this marvelous clip, it is not just the visuals thatContinue reading “A Morning at Margalla Greens”
  • Back to the Greens
    The long winter slumber has ended. The once-silent fairways, buried beneath frost and snow, now whisper with the rustling of early spring breezes. The greens, softened by months of cold, breathe again beneath the weight of eager footsteps. And as the first tee shot soars into the crisp morning air, the soul of the game awakens, calling players back to their sanctuary. “Remember the entrance door to the sanctuary is inside you.” Rumi SteppingContinue reading “Back to the Greens”
  • 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 and crisp clinks of iron on the ball made a symphony only he could truly hear. But now, winter reignedContinue 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, and the way the ball dances on the breeze. “In order to understand the dance one must be still. 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 tiny blue planet spins, an oasis of life in the vast desert of the cosmos. It is a pearl cradledContinue reading “The Only Oasis”
  • Golf in Autumn
    “The leaf of every tree brings a message from the unseen world! Look, every falling leaf is a blessing.” Rumi As October bows out in a blaze of amber and gold, the last day of the month is cloaked in a rare warmth—a luxurious 70°F in the usually brisk New York area. It’s an unexpected gift, an invitation from nature to extend summer’s parting caress just a while longer. And there is no betterContinue reading “Golf in Autumn”
  • A Round with Tony Dadika
    It was one of those perfect September mornings when the sun was warm but not overbearing, and a gentle breeze whispered through the trees like the low hum of a distant jazz band. I found myself standing in a small queue at the tee box, mentally preparing for what I hoped would be a solid round of golf. In front of me stood a man who immediately caught my eye—he was wearing a flowery,Continue reading “A Round with Tony Dadika”
  • Bunker Shot & Convincing a Wife
    “May this marriage be full of laughter, and everyday a paradise. Rumi Convincing your wife of something she doesn’t agree with might just be the ultimate challenge in life. Sure, trying to master a sand shot in golf is no walk in the park either, but let’s be honest here, at least with the sand shot, the ball doesn’t talk back. Priscilla Rivas @ Pinterest  Imagine this: You’re standing in a bunker, the sunContinue reading “Bunker Shot & Convincing a Wife”
  • Petals Make a Rose or Rose makes Petals?
    “If your thought is a rose. You are a rose garden.” Rumi In the eternal dance between creation and consequence, one wonders: does the rose exist because of its petals, or do the petals owe their existence to the rose? The question is simple, yet like all musings about nature, it blooms into something much more profound when given the time to unfold. Petals and roses, inseparable yet distinct, mirror the larger rhythm ofContinue reading “Petals Make a Rose or Rose makes Petals?”
  • Mansoor Malangi
    Mansoor Malangi, a name whispered through the lush fields of Punjab and echoed in the heartbeats of its people, is more than a singer—he is a storyteller, a poet, and a keeper of the soul of the Seraiki heartland. With a voice that seems to rise from the very soil of his homeland, rich and deep like the rivers that wind through the plains, Malangi captured the spirit of his people in songs thatContinue reading “Mansoor Malangi”
  • The Perfect Shot
    “Achieve some perfection yourself, so that you may not fall into sorrow by seeing the perfection in others.” Rumi In the hushed reverence of a crisp morning, as dew still clings to blades of grass and the horizon blushes with the first light, the golfer stands. Poised in a moment teetering between silence and celebration, a perfect golf shot is not merely a demonstration of skill, but a profound expression of artistry and precisionContinue reading “The Perfect Shot”
  • Yoga or Golf
    “I have been a seeker and I still am, but I stopped asking the books and the stars. I started listening to the teaching of my soul.” Rumi  In the calm embrace of dawn, where the first light delicately caresses the earth, two distinct worlds unfold, each offering its own path to enlightenment and mastery. Yoga and golf, though seemingly disparate, share a profound connection in their pursuit of harmony, balance, and inner peace.Continue reading “Yoga or Golf”
  • The Ascent
    “Beauty surrounds us, but usually, we need to be walking in a garden to know it.” Rumi Nestled amidst the tranquil embrace of the Margalla Hills, the Margalla Greens Golf & Country Club in Islamabad stands as a testament to nature’s magnificence and man’s aspiration to harmonize with it. This verdant sanctuary is not merely a golf course; it is a symphony of green, a tapestry woven from the threads of rolling fairways, ancientContinue reading “The Ascent”
  • Both
    Are you a leader or a follower? I am follower of the wise and a leader in business.
  • Rising to the Occasion
    “Your light is more magnificent than the sunrise.” Rumi The first blush of dawn kisses the sky, and PAF Skyview Golf Course Lahore awakens to the promise of a new day. The sun, a fiery chalice of light, spills its golden essence across the tranquil grounds, painting every dewdrop and blade of grass with a luminous sheen.The horizon, a shade of soft pinks and warm yellows, heralds the morning with a quiet majesty, whisperingContinue reading “Rising to the Occasion”
  • Namli Maira Waterfalls
    “Soul, a moving river. Body, the riverbed.” Rumi In the heart of Nathiagali, Abbottabad there is a landscape sculpted by the artistry of the elements. Where the earth whispers ancient secrets through the rustling grass, time seems to pause, and nature composes its most heartfelt symphony. This is a scene where the power of water, grandeur of the pines, cedar, oak walnut, maple trees, and the gentleness of flowers collide in a beautiful paradox.Continue reading “Namli Maira Waterfalls”
  • Whispers of Winter
    “I am a mountain. You call, I echo.” Rumi. In the heart of winter, when the days shrink and the nights freeze, still in the outdoors lies a beauty so profound yet often overlooked. It’s on a quiet fairway, nestled between a gentle hill and a tranquil lake, where the sky opens up in a grand display of colors, reminding us of the poetry that exists in nature’s simplest forms. There, in the lapContinue reading “Whispers of Winter”
  • Trees
    “If the foot of the tree were not tied to earth, they would be pursuing me..For I have blossomed so much, I am the envy of the gardens.” Rumi The majestic dance of leaves in the gentle breeze, the tender embrace of roots in the earth, the silent symphony of growth—trees stand as living testaments to nature’s enduring love story with our planet. Planting a tree is like writing a love letter to theContinue reading “Trees”
  • The Approach Shot
    “It took me seventeen years to get me three thousand hits in baseball. It took me one afternoon on the golf course.” Hank Aron In the grand tapestry of golf, a sport steeped in tradition and whispered reverences, there exists a stroke of such pivotal importance that it can elevate the humblest amateur to the ranks of the demigods, or cast down the mightiest pro to the realm of mere mortals. This stroke, dearContinue reading “The Approach Shot”
  • Autumn Golf in NYC
    “Inside of us, there’s a continual autumn. Our leaves fall and are blown out over the water.” Rumi As the vibrant kaleidoscope of October hues envelops New York City, a different kind of enchantment unfurls on its golf courses. Here, amidst skyscrapers, the ebb and flow of urban life, fall bestows a transcendental canvas that beckons the soulful golfer.Imagine standing on the tee, the backdrop awash with the amber, ochre, and scarlet tapestry ofContinue reading “Autumn Golf in NYC”
  • Sunrise at the PAF Skyview Golf Club
    “Go within. Hear the story of sunrise from within the sun itself. If there were no sunrise within — I would have set a long ago.” Rumi There’s a serene magic to witnessing the sunrise, an enchanting moment when the world transitions from darkness to light. In Lahore, a city bustling with life and history, the PAF Skyview Golf Club offers a truly breathtaking canvas for this daily spectacle. Sitting amidst the lush greensContinue reading “Sunrise at the PAF Skyview Golf Club”
  • The Seventh Iron
    “When I am silent I have thunder hidden inside.” Rumi Amidst the arsenal of a golfer’s weaponry, there exists a singular tool that whispers of ardor and longing: the 7th iron. This very club, often overshadowed by the striking drivers or the delicate putters, carries within its frame a story of romance and a tale of salvation.  “Love is an endless act of forgiveness,” Dame Jean Iris Murdoch. So it is with the 7thContinue reading “The Seventh Iron”
  • Symphony of Nature
    When one steps onto the pristine lawns of Darlington Golf Course, it isn’t just the allure of the game that captures the heart, but also the delightful embrace of nature. The colors and fragrances, intertwined in the tapestry of blooming flowers, usher in a sense of tranquility and wonder. One such flower, the Sweetsummer (clethra alnifolia), serves as a beckoning siren, inviting golfers to commence their game bathed in its intoxicating aroma. As theyContinue reading “Symphony of Nature”
  • The Enigma of the Lost Swing in Golf.
    “Do your best one shot at a time, and then move on.” Nancy Lopez Amateur and professional golfers face a particular kind of anguish that surfaces every now and then: the sensation of a lost swing. What once felt smooth, effortless, and rhythmic can suddenly feel awkward and uncoordinated. Just like that, the shots start to stray off the intended path, causing a golfer to wonder, “Where did my swing go?” This blog isContinue reading “The Enigma of the Lost Swing in Golf.”
  • A Golfer’s Tales of Weathering the Storm
    “Wisdom is like the rain. Its source is limitless, but it comes down according to the season. I feel like the earth, astonished at the perfume borne in the air, made pregnant with mystery from a drop of rain.” Rumi Golf is more than just a sport. It’s not about perfect swings, manicured greens, or mingling with fellow golfers. It’s about the synergy of the mind, body, and spirit – all against the grandContinue reading “A Golfer’s Tales of Weathering the Storm”
  • The Art of Putting: Mastering the Green
    “Achieve some perfection yourself so that you may not fall into sorrow seeing the perfection in others.” Rumi In the world of golf, putting is often referred to as the “game within the game.” It is the skill that can make or break a round, turning a potential victory into a frustrating defeat. Despite being a seemingly simple act of rolling a ball into a hole, putting requires finesse, focus, and a deep understandingContinue reading “The Art of Putting: Mastering the Green”
  • The Majestic 18th Hole at Pebble Beach Golf Links
    As the sun sets over the stunning coastline of California’s Monterey Peninsula, golf enthusiasts from around the world gather at Pebble Beach Golf Links, eagerly awaiting the grand finale of their round. Renowned as one of the most iconic and breathtaking finishing holes in the world, the 18th hole at Pebble Beach is a masterpiece that combines natural beauty with golfing brilliance. In this blog, we delve into the captivating allure and intriguing challengesContinue reading “The Majestic 18th Hole at Pebble Beach Golf Links”
  • The Niagara Falls Fireworks
  • Nature’s Playground
    “If the foot of the trees were not tied to the earth, they would be pursuing me. For I have blossomed so much, I am the envy of the gardens.” Rumi Golf, often regarded as a sport of precision and skill, offers enthusiasts a unique opportunity to connect with nature while enjoying the game. Beyond the well-manicured fairways and perfectly treated greens lies a captivating world teeming with natural beauty and sensory delights. TodayContinue reading “Nature’s Playground”
  • Daffodils
    “I smile like a flower not only with my lips but with my whole being.” Rumi Spring is a magical time when nature awakens from its wintry slumber, painting the landscape with vibrant colors and fragrant blooms. In New York, this seasonal transformation is particularly captivating on golf courses, where the humble daffodil emerges as a star player, turning fairways and greens into breathtaking floral masterpieces. Let’s explore how daffodils have become an integralContinue reading “Daffodils”
  • A Cultural Odyssey through Marvelous Cuisine, Décor, and Hospitality
    “The heart is cooking a pot of food for you. Be patient until it is cooked.” – Rumi I write with my heart as with my pen, motivated not by rewards but by the inspiration that stirs my soul. Sometimes, the ambiance of a restaurant or other surroundings can ignite my creativity and lead me to write from a deeper place. These everyday experiences can be transformative, and I am grateful for the opportunityContinue reading “A Cultural Odyssey through Marvelous Cuisine, Décor, and Hospitality”
  • The Dance of Petals: Embracing Cherry Blossoms’ Delicate Symphony
    In the realm of nature’s delicate embrace, Where spring whispers secrets with gentle grace, A spectacle unfolds, ephemeral and grand, The cherry blossom’s dance across the land. Awakening from winter’s tranquil sleep, The cherry blossom blooms, a treasure to keep, Its branches adorned with petals pure, Painting the world with beauty so sure. Like fleeting dreams on a gentle breeze, Cherry blossoms flutter, their essence to appease, Delicate petals, porcelain and fine, Carry talesContinue reading “The Dance of Petals: Embracing Cherry Blossoms’ Delicate Symphony”
  • Hometown Friends
    “Let yourself be silently drawn by the strange pull of what you really love. It will not lead you astray.” Rumi Playing golf is always an entertaining and revitalizing way to spend time with friends. Recently, I had the pleasure of playing with my hometown buddies, Dr. Bhati came from Texas and Dr. Masood from Michigan, at the beautiful Glen Abbey Golf Club in Oakville, Ontario, Canada. It was a perfect day to hitContinue reading “Hometown Friends”
  • Love
    “Only from the heart can you touch the sky?” Rumi Love, the most beautiful feeling in the world, can make you do things you never could. It can make you feel like you are on top of the world like you have found the missing piece of yourself that you never knew existed. Love can be many things – it can be comforting, it can be electrifying, it can be wild and passionate, andContinue reading “Love”
  • Chip Shot
    Patience is not sitting and waiting, it is foreseeing. It is looking at the thorn and seeing rose, looking at the nightand seeing the day. Lovers are patient and know that the moon needs time to become full. Shams Tabrisi Golf is a sport that requires precision, accuracy, and a whole lot of patience. One of the most important shots in golf is the chip shot, which is used to get the ball closeContinue reading “Chip Shot”
  • Hope
    “As you start to walk out on the way, the way appears.” — Rumi Very often, people give up just a few turns short of the destination, although they have already covered the more complex parts of the journey. That’s called quitting. As Vince Lombardi put it, “Winners never quit, and quitters never win.” Walking on the fairway, there will come times when continuing seems impossible. Some days, or I should say some rounds,Continue reading “Hope”
  • Surfing
    “There is no need to control your mind. Your mind needs liberation.” Sadhguru Surfing through Facebook today, I came across this photo by Shahzeb Photography. It reminded me of a song by Led Zeppelin – Stairway to Heaven. “And as we wind on down the road Our shadows taller than our soul There walks a lady we all know Who shines white light and wants to show How everything still turns to gold AndContinue reading “Surfing”
  • Wandering in Wayne
    “Not all those who wander are lost.” J. R. R. Tolkien Wind gusts were blowing at 26 mph. The temperature was 41°F. It was partly cloudy. The sun played hide and seek. There were no placards on the tee boxes. Nothing was clear, neither the weather nor the path. We had to guess everything. I was playing at the Preakness Valley Golf Course for the first time. It had two 18-hole golf courses: theContinue reading “Wandering in Wayne”
  • Health is wealth
    It was a great get-together at his house that evening. All his family and close friends were attending this party. Everyone was enjoying Kamran’s company. He was a dashing performer and amazing conversationalist. His entire family were around him. He was sharply dressed, and his hair was shimmering in gel. He was the center of attention. Kamran had been a brilliant student, created an exemplary start-up. Now he was a big story himself inContinue reading “Health is wealth”
  • Idleness
    What bores you? Sitting idle
  • Spirituality Index
    “We do not inherit earth from our ancestors, we borrow it from our children.” Red Indian (Native American) Proverb  We have many stages of growth in life, but nothing beats the season of adolescence. Like flora in spring, life at this age blooms fully. This is an age of activity, boldness, cheerfulness, dreams, dare, expectations, learning, surprises and so much more. This adorable span of growing up shines in all creations, whether flora orContinue reading “Spirituality Index”
  • Golf – A winter Sport?
    The sun shone brightly. The temperature was 45°. I was in a sparkling mood. I set the time to 1:10 at Sunset Valley Golf Course, the only available off-season near me. I was in outdoor winter gear to challenge the steeps & slopes that were aided by the chilly winds of Pompton Plains.  I had iced Americano, water, and chocolate in my hand cart. The green shades made the green valley even greener. TheContinue reading “Golf – A winter Sport?”
  • Salt of the Earth
    “It’s not the mountains ahead to climb that wear you out; it’s the pebble in your shoe.” Mohammad Ali Logic does not live in hearts and the mind is no place for love. Passion asks no questions and reason looks for answers. A smile fills an eye and a hug doesn’t satisfy the hungry. Soil craves for seeds and the leaves don’t grow on the soul. Beauty is nothing without eyes and a fluteContinue reading “Salt of the Earth”
  • In for the Moment
    “Only you can decide what happens in the next chapter.” Unknown Who knows what tomorrow may bring? Living in now and today is the greatest gift. A weather app can predict the temperature, a calendar can tell us tomorrow’s date, and a teacher can give homework for the next day. A boss can give us tasks and a lover can promise a future date, but everything still happens today. “Unless today is well lived,Continue reading “In for the Moment”
  • Stimulation of the Simulation
    “Your goals, minus your doubts, equal your reality.” Ralph Marston Suitable weather is the utmost prerequisite for playing golf. This winter, I am stuck in New York. And the weather this year is unusually harsh here. That makes golfing out of the question. Although I am used to playing golf on almost frozen grounds, this year either I am feeling the effects of aging or the cold weather is more unfriendly. So the onlyContinue reading “Stimulation of the Simulation”
  • Snow & Smog
    It was the second Sunday of the last month of the year 2022. Without being predicted by the weather app, sleet began to fall. It gradually picked up the pace and turned into snow. From there, white flakes continued steadily for hours and hours.  An unusual snowfall brings abrupt changes in activities and mood of the people. When it falls, snow comes scattered and fragile. On the ground, however, it displays enormous unity andContinue reading “Snow & Smog”
  • Mystic Saturday
    “The work of the eyes is done. Go now and do the hard work on the images imprisoned within you.” Rilke Today the weather was relievingly better, touching 50° F. I browsed for tee times, and GolfNow led me to the Spook Rock Golf Course in Suffern, NY, at 1:30 p.m. I was ready to tee off. There was no one else golfing at that time, despite it being a sunny Saturday. Finally, IContinue reading “Mystic Saturday”
  • Changing Weathers
    It’s getting very cold. Chilly winds, lower temperatures and frosted grounds rule the golf courses. Many of them are already closed. Some are about to do so. Golfers, who play with conviction, or maybe with addiction, are really in limbo between weather & golf. Doesn’t matter what we wear, it gets chillier.  It finally began to snow, the first of the season. Although only a trailer here near the NYC area, it was fiveContinue reading “Changing Weathers”
  • November Golf
    “Don’t be in such a hurry. That little white ball isn’t going to run away from you.” — Patty Berg Calm, composure, collectedness, and cool are a few of the ingredients of a correct golf shot. Posture, positioning, preparation, and practice are some flavors that help in hitting a perfect one.  Focusing on these elements has improved not only my golf game but my performance in all areas of life. I am an amateurContinue reading “November Golf”
  • Botanical Stanza
    Although Hudson Valley has its own reputation in terms of its scenery and landscape, the colors of October are uniquely magical and mesmerizing. With green trees turning red, pink, maroon, yellow, and off-white, the valley resembles an Indian bride. Where the river, lakes, and the sky add blue to the scene. Black curvy country roads, along with the yellow stripes, snake through the hills around the Hudson. It seems as if purple asters, multicoloredContinue reading “Botanical Stanza”
  • Miracles in Golf
    “A perfectly straight shot with a big club is a fluke.” Jack Nicklaus  It’s a great feeling to hit a straight shot. Usually, feelings need a face or a dialect to express themselves. In golf, however, a strong vocal cord will do. A round of golf often is a chess board of multiple miracles and mistakes. This game is all about taking chances. It is about being there on the tee on the fairwaysContinue reading “Miracles in Golf”
  • Transformation
    “There is nothing more powerful than a changed mind.” Les Brown  September is in its last chapter. The sky is blue. The sun is shining. A pleasant breeze is flapping the tree leaves and daisies are still smiling. Tall trees are swaying in slow motion and the river is continuously flowing. Grass is green and leaves are still hanging on the branches. Only the temperature outside and on my iPhone are dropping by theContinue reading “Transformation”
  • Noisy Fellow
    “Saying nothing sometimes says the most.” Emily Dickinson Look around you, everyone is talking, either face to face or on the phone. You go to any restaurant and it will be noisy. In trains, buses, offices, streets, people are buzzing. Most of this talk is useless and a waste of time. Mostly gossiping, bragging, exaggerating, if ever people are silent, television, stereo, or radio would be filling the blanks. Notifications on our phones, ourContinue reading “Noisy Fellow”
  • Friends
    It was Sunday, the roads were empty and George Washington Bridge was enjoying the rarity of less traffic. We cruised so smoothly all through the journey to reach at Trump Golf Links at Ferry Point within no time. Having empty roads in the New York City area is a luxury so is playing golf at Trump links. We enjoyed it all. In the crew were two dear friends from childhood. Instead of my writingsContinue reading “Friends”
  • How Old Are You
    “My place is the Placeless; my trace is the Traceless: This is neither body nor soul, for I belong to the soul of the Beloved. I have put duality away, I have seen that the two worlds are one: One I seek, one I know, one I see, one I call.” — Rumi The James Webb Space Telescope recently has opened doors to the possibility of answering questions that are as old as humanityContinue reading “How Old Are You”
  • Golf in Empire State
    “Give me golf clubs, fresh air and a beautiful partner, and you can keep the clubs and fresh air.” Jack Benny The blue sky, dense and leafy trees, lush green grass, the breathtaking duet of the perennial and yarrow, and the recurring appearance of the purple admiral make walking on the fairways equal to a Babylonian stroll. The melodies of the blue jays and northern cardinals, as well as the guest appearances of theContinue reading “Golf in Empire State”
  • Dialect of Golf
    “Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing.” Khalil Gibran While I was in Istanbul, I went to play golf at Kemer Golf & Country Club. It was not a short drive from my hotel at Bosphorus, but the trip was worthwhile. I felt reassured seeing that they had SIM rental clubs, since I was playing with those at home. The caddie knew no English, nor did I knowContinue reading “Dialect of Golf”
  • An Incomplete Birdie
    A passion, an obsession, a romance, a nice acquaintanceship with trees, sand and water” Bob Ryan Some thoughts in our minds come from far beyond our horizons and some grow inside our minds. Our deeds sometimes reap feelings of pride and at others, shame. We sow some seeds of good and sometimes we nourish evil. The contributions we make in this world sometimes satisfy us and other times haunt us. Tears sometimes represent joyContinue reading “An Incomplete Birdie”
  • Naked Roots
    “Whoever has seen a river doesn’t resent giving water to the thirsty.” Rumi A cool breeze dancing through the tall trees tries to win over the peeping sunlight in this dense forest. The River under these trees runs determined and confident. The strong rocks and pebbles are irrelevant to the flow of the water. They rather add to the ambiance of the River. A crowd of naked roots of the trees on both banksContinue reading “Naked Roots”
  • The Masters
    “The very center of your heart is where life begins. The most beautiful place on the earth.” Rumi While New York is known for Manhattan and its skyscrapers, the state has much more to offer than that. Most of us usually don’t get a chance to see the rest of the state. Golfers, however, tend to go deep into the countryside, where they are able to experience a different aspect of New York. TodayContinue reading “The Masters”
  • Drives in Daytona
    “Some human beings are safe havens. Be companions with them.” Rumi Although I don’t know the language of the birds yet, there is no better place than the LPGA International golf course to learn it. An orchestra of chirping followed by the hammering of woodpeckers entwines my heart and soul then and there. Waves of enlightening melody and currents of soothing rhythm invite my intellect to create lyrics for the environment. All of aContinue reading “Drives in Daytona”
  • Chasing the Wind
    A roaring wind blows through the tall trees. I stand on tee “one” waiting for the freeway to be free for my upcoming shot. One of the golfers ahead is still in my range, probably searching for his stray ball among the trees on the right. I wonder why on most golf courses in the world wind blows rightward? It’s not easy to play golf in the wind but a lighter one makes itContinue reading “Chasing the Wind”
  • Cry of a Current
    “Success is in the journey, but reward is the view from the top.” Larry Stevens In the wide world of a wild ocean a cunning current cherishes the openness of it all. A burning star in the bright sky invites the water of the current to evaporate and join a wider world up there. Melodious air runs in between and offers the vapor a ride on its wings. Intoxicated by the heat, fumes ofContinue reading “Cry of a Current”
  • The River
    It was a sunny day. A warm breeze was trying to announce the arrival of summer. I was lying in a hammock among tall pines on the bank of a melodious river. Sidney Sheldon’s Windmills of the Gods was open on my phone. where it read,  “Just remember, when someone has an accent, it means that he knows one more language than you do.” Of course there are many accents and dialects across theContinue reading “The River”
  • The Fall
    “When the world pushes you to your knees, you are in the perfect position to pray.” Rumi The rising stars, soaring birds, mountain climbers and growing trees, golfers seldom look downward. Their rise is what matters to them. The fact is! What goes up comes down. Most of world history is just a book of the rise and fall of races, religions, empires and historical figures. Kingdom formed and lost. In most stories ofContinue reading “The Fall”
  • The Leap Forward
    Near the historic vicinity of Garhi Shahu, Lahore, there stands a tall communication tower loaded with satellites linked to various companies. Close by, a glorious minaret of Shalimar Garden burns in anger. It objects to the presence of the ugly communication tower. The communication tower has no architectural value. Rather, it tries to undermine the articulation of the garden.   Although the distance between the aforementioned minaret of Shalimar Gardens and the communication tower isContinue reading “The Leap Forward”
  • I know
    “I am not a body with a soul, I am a soul that has a visible part called body.” Juvairiya Adam We are living in an era of information and communication. We know too much. They all carry encyclopedias in their palms and libraries in their pockets. You name it, they know it. Their high-tech life, infotech upbringing and extraterrestrial plans are a means to creating a host of innovations & endless creations. TheyContinue reading “I know”
  • Hometown
    “It is the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting.” Paulo Coelho In the city of Gujranwala there are more bridges and underpasses than there are traffic lights. The city has both bypasses and overhead flyovers, yet the traffic moves here like the tangled knots of a thread. Crawling through the tide of vehicles, we finally arrive at Gujranwala Golf Club. Tucked away from the GT Road, it sits onContinue reading “Hometown”
  • Spider’s Tree
    On the 16th tee box of Lahore Gymkhana Golf Course, I noticed some tiny webs draped on a naked shrub. This tree is Capparis decidua, commonly known as karira. In the subcontinent its fruit is used to make pickles. Unfortunately the tree was totally winter ridden, and on top of that, a bunch of spider webs were mushrooming on its branches. In the absence of leaves, the webs were trying to fill the gaps.Continue reading “Spider’s Tree”
  • Beyond Fog Lies Lahore
    Weather conditions have a strange relationship of love and jealousy with me, yet I try to keep a positive attitude towards them. Through most of my trip to the states, temperatures remained at minus. On my wedding day a strong wind arrived uninvited, and a flood stalked me on my honeymoon. I have an eloped relationship with rain, but thunder keeps hunting the bounty. Golf, travel and shades strongly resent my love affair withContinue reading “Beyond Fog Lies Lahore”
  • New Year’s Eve
    Leaving Manhattan on New Year’s Eve can be depressing, but this year it turned out to be a great move———and I was looking forward to it. My son had made a reservation at a golf resort at Absecon near Atlantic City. The villa at Marriott Fairways was comfy and loaded. They claim to have seven affiliated golf courses. Despite it being December & January. the weather was touching double digits in degrees Celsius. IContinue reading “New Year’s Eve”
  • Tarrytown
    “When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.” Rumi At a pandiculation from skyscrapers of New York City, under the shadow of the magnificent Mario Cuomo Bridge, on the eastern shoulder of the mighty Hudson River, sits a cute little town called “Tarrytown.” Today I happen to be in this area that was once the valley of Tappan Indians. This valley is known as Tappan Zee.Continue reading “Tarrytown”
  • Soil, Soul & Spoil
    “When I realized Joy and Gratitude were closely connected, I ramped up my gratitude. It made all the difference.” M. R. Dickinson   Smog to clog, environment to employment, social distances to marital separations, traffic jams to mental blocks, and a whole lot more create hurdles in our routine. Though we may encounter many speed breakers, curves, slopes, and rivers that slow us down on the highway of life, life goes on, and so doesContinue reading “Soil, Soul & Spoil”

A Morning at Margalla Greens

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 and…

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Back to the Greens

The long winter slumber has ended. The once-silent fairways, buried beneath frost and snow, now whisper with the rustling of early spring breezes. The greens, softened by months of cold, breathe again beneath the weight of eager footsteps. And as the first tee shot soars into the crisp morning air, the soul of the game…

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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 and…

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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, and…

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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 tiny…

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Golf in Autumn

“The leaf of every tree brings a message from the unseen world! Look, every falling leaf is a blessing.” Rumi As October bows out in a blaze of amber and gold, the last day of the month is cloaked in a rare warmth—a luxurious 70°F in the usually brisk New York area. It’s an unexpected…

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A Round with Tony Dadika

It was one of those perfect September mornings when the sun was warm but not overbearing, and a gentle breeze whispered through the trees like the low hum of a distant jazz band. I found myself standing in a small queue at the tee box, mentally preparing for what I hoped would be a solid…

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Bunker Shot & Convincing a Wife

“May this marriage be full of laughter, and everyday a paradise. Rumi Convincing your wife of something she doesn’t agree with might just be the ultimate challenge in life. Sure, trying to master a sand shot in golf is no walk in the park either, but let’s be honest here, at least with the sand…

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Petals Make a Rose or Rose makes Petals?

“If your thought is a rose. You are a rose garden.” Rumi In the eternal dance between creation and consequence, one wonders: does the rose exist because of its petals, or do the petals owe their existence to the rose? The question is simple, yet like all musings about nature, it blooms into something much…

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Mansoor Malangi

Mansoor Malangi, a name whispered through the lush fields of Punjab and echoed in the heartbeats of its people, is more than a singer—he is a storyteller, a poet, and a keeper of the soul of the Seraiki heartland. With a voice that seems to rise from the very soil of his homeland, rich and…

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