The Red Rose

As I reached home after an abysmal round at the Margalla Greens Golf Club, I was feeling defeated and drained. When I got out of my car, a dazzling red rose magnetically struck me. It was smiling at me in a welcoming gesture. It was at its full bloom as it turned completely towards theContinue reading “The Red Rose”

Royalty, Peasants and Golf

Made out of plastic and rubber, the golf ball resembles an egg. The club is made of graphite or steel and rubber. All of it is a lifeless matter, yet the stick swings at such a high speed that causes the ball to take a flight to hundreds of yards. Only for a brief moment,Continue reading “Royalty, Peasants and Golf”

Holding On

Holding On — Read on

Seven Over Par Three

Life is a see-saw, a blend of up and down, good and bad, success and failure, shot and shank. Just like day and night, summer and winter, spring and autumn time keeps clicking. We live on a rotating and revolving planet. Universe around us is ever expanding. We are balls of the game of lifeContinue reading “Seven Over Par Three”

Illusions and Life

For those who see with the eye of the heart, the picture above represents an ancient god, a present one, a flag post, and golfing green. The strip of trees reminds viewers to maintain equilibrium between faith and reason. Fog in the snap illuminates the story of an illusionary human mind and the power ofContinue reading “Illusions and Life”

Still Your Shot

It is only 10:30 pm and my eyelids are hurrying to fold. The day following this night was busy and demanding. Even on the cusp of falling asleep, golf is on my mind. I have an early morning match tomorrow at Gymkhana Club Golf Course. My co-flyers have been practicing hard at the range whileContinue reading “Still Your Shot”

Heavy Heads

I was scrolling down my Facebook page this afternoon and the picture above popped up on my screen. It was posted by a very dear friend of mine from college days, Billy Wayne Adcock, Jr. He happens to end up physically and mentally at the strangest spots on both the internet and our great planet.Continue reading “Heavy Heads”


I swear, after seeing your face the whole world is fraud and fantasy  Rumi “Once I have seen your ocean blue eyes, I can not see elsewhere. Ever since I held you in my arms, I cannot hold anything other than you.”, exclaims a mother holding her infant in her lap. The father steps inContinue reading “Arrival”

Love, Light, and Life

Communication is to a relationship what water is to a plant. There are hundreds of ways to converse and connect but nothing beats the contact by eye and touch of heart. Eyes convey what the heart wants and transmit what dreams can conceive. In the age of 4G and 5G internet, to claim the superiorityContinue reading “Love, Light, and Life”


She strolls in and time stands still, the room begins to glow, air gets aromatic, sceneries on the wall come to life and my heart starts dancing . An… She