Of course I wanna win in all walks of life nonstop, repeatedly. Players play to win, to stand out, to shine and to attain the spotlight. The gloat of standing on the podium even for a few seconds, makes me exercise, practice and sweat. I do push ups when others sleep. I jog while friendsContinue reading “I’d Love To Lose”
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Rain
Rain ruins the golfers routine; but it is an unavoidable and pleasant reality. Rain in different cultures is associated with different taboos. In some societies it is regarded as a bad portent, as they call it ‘rainy days’. In others, it is revered as a blessing. In most countries located in warm weather hemispheres, especiallyContinue reading “Rain”
Clash of the Cousins
My youngest son Qadir and my youngest nephew Mr. Sairam both are high school students and golfers in the making. They decided to play some … Clash of… Clash of the Cousins
Clash of the Cousins
My youngest son Qadir and my youngest nephew Mr. Sairam both are high school students and golfers in the making. They decided to play some … Clash of the Cousins
Clash of the Cousins
My youngest son Qadir and my youngest nephew Mr. Sairam both are high school students and golfers in the making. They decided to play some competitive golf, they paired with their respective coaches and announced a match. Both veterans and their students began to train at the range day and night. They exchanged idioms andContinue reading “Clash of the Cousins”
Chinar Golf Club
Turn after turn the hills keep appearing, ascent after ascent, heights approach one after another. Eagerness of reaching the final peak increasing by the minute and enthusiasm to step on the 11th highest golf course in the world, is very consuming. I cannot wait to hit from a tee at 6350 ft above sea level.Continue reading “Chinar Golf Club”
Hill of the Dead
She was still wearing stone carved bangles on her left arm although nothing remained of her but those bones. Ladies really hang on to their jewelry. Those man made rings of stone can out last many more wearers like her. What a journey of this stone. Still on display catering the same charm, performing theContinue reading “Hill of the Dead”
Unfulfilled Dreams
In the lap of mighty mountains, among the plantations of bristlecone pine and flower beds of chiltern gentian, yellow pond lily, pyrenean buttercup, Fiordaliso, and the dominant white lily; sits a cute locality at eight thousand feet above sea level. It is called Ayubia. It is famous for its weather, natural beauty, chairlifts, summer resortsContinue reading “Unfulfilled Dreams”
Beautiful
While I began to write on a golf tour to the textile capital of Pakistan, Faisalabad; my chauffeur’s phone rang and the tune of a folk song broke the silence in our SUV. That was his ringtone. It touched my heart. I asked him to play that song in the car via Bluetooth and YouTube. Continue reading “Beautiful”
Lahore to Lyallpur
The veranda at Gymkhana Golf Club is where we often congregate to appreciate humor, boiled eggs, and French toasts. We flock there with full fervor to crack jokes, enjoy mockery and satire. It is where we plan the extracurricular activities of our golfing cult. The group decided to take the game to another city, throughContinue reading “Lahore to Lyallpur”
Morning With Golf 