I am one golf junky for sure and if I call myself a golf enthusiast, it won’t do justice to my attachment for the sport. Be it junky golfers or sober souls, everyone is confined to their homes. Coronavirus pandemic has domesticated us forcibly. Once I realized that COVID-19 lockdown is not a sprint butContinue reading “Golf On The Clouds”
It’s a great morning today, clouds have surprised us all. Dark skies and the temperature in the twenties on 6th of June in Lahore is a blessing. Super hot Jeth is covered by the roof of darkening shadows. The cool weather seems persistent this week denying the usual summer heat. Without a roar, clouds beginContinue reading “A Morning With Farmers”
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”
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”
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”
‘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”
We have got two shadows, one made by the light, the other by our memories. The later stays on even in dark.