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 gameContinue reading “Back to the Greens”
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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 andContinue reading “When the Greens Sleep, the Heart Plays On.”
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 unexpectedContinue reading “Golf in Autumn”
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 merelyContinue reading “The Ascent”
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,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 aContinue reading “Whispers of Winter”
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 thatContinue 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,Continue 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 taleContinue reading “The Seventh Iron”
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 startContinue reading “The Enigma of the Lost Swing in Golf.”
Morning With Golf 