Rocking on the High Rocks

On a pleasant April morning, the traffic was virtually nonexistent on the Murree Expressway. The post-dawn air was crisp and the beauty of the weather was worth the uphill journey. I was quietly anticipating a great round at Chinar Golf Club. The road briskly snaked through the mountains crossing all hurdles smoothly. I cruised inContinue reading “Rocking on the High Rocks”

Lunch at Soan River

On the first day of April a group of my business partners had planned a field trip for site selection for our upcoming housing project. Our cavalcade took off from Islamabad, Kenny Rogers was preaching to me, about manners of “Gambling” through my car stereo.  Cruising through the beautiful Pothohar plateau, the green and yellowContinue reading “Lunch at Soan River”

Saving The Beautiful Mornings

Mornings are beginnings. Beginnings are births. Births are stories to be told by the future. The future is what follows the present. The present lives till the end of it all. We keep living for a tomorrow that never comes. Morning, noon, evening, night, tomorrow, and yesterday only live in the present. The past andContinue reading “Saving The Beautiful Mornings”

The Wise Old Man

Spring is approaching fast and we have decided to take off half an hour earlier during a brief break, at the midway hut on a bright morning. It was very pleasant and we had abandoned the layers of winter clothing for a normal golf shirt. We were discussing how winter has left us for theContinue reading “The Wise Old Man”

The Fog

February is a month that abandons the cold and welcomes the warmth, festivities and freshness into the Punjab air. Spring is a glowing season but amber dominates February. Yellow is a celebration color of this time of the year. Marigold, chrysanthemum, gutta-percha, the wild sodom apple, bindweed and the king of flowers, rose of allContinue reading “The Fog”

The Floating Bubble

Inspired by Soni Cool. A bubble may be a delicate little object but it symbolizes a mighty element: the existence. Like a bubble, life exists for a brief period. They gloat, bloat and float only to disappear in air to feed the blankness of nothingness: the nonexistence.   When one sets their eyes on a bubble,Continue reading “The Floating Bubble”

The Essence

“Your own essence is your wealth.” Rumi.  If you look closely, you can see the intricacy of the world. In the great game of nature, everything has a purpose and we certainly have one of our own. Where the snow carries a cloud inside, and the sun burns in its own flame. The sea longsContinue reading “The Essence”

No Golf, Snow Golf

The air this morning is sleety, ground is wet and visibility is low. Such mischievous conditions continue for the last three days. Then comes a sunny day but it is too windy to golf. Though the weather is not a dependable thing, the fact that it hinders my game is disappointing. The last few daysContinue reading “No Golf, Snow Golf”

Roaming with the Stars

“When a man makes up a story for his child, he becomes a father and a child together, listening.” Rumi  One of the greatest pleasures of early marriage is early kids, they are grown up before you get old. On this sunny winter morning, I am grateful to have a round of golf with myContinue reading “Roaming with the Stars”