One

“It was but yesterday I thought of myself as a fragment quivering without rhythm in the sphere of life. Now I know that I am the sphere, and all life in rhythmic fragments moves within me.” Khalil Gibran The stardust was craving to reunite again, but the force of the bang kept it afloat, movingContinue reading “One”

Sweethearts Seek Sweets

The main corridor at Defense Raya GCC hosts a number of sports, like squash court, gym, yoga studio, pro shop, and gateway to the golf course. This is a great avenue that accommodates its members’ quest for healthy activities. The irony is that a cute & tiny pastry shop also sits there, calling me withContinue reading “Sweethearts Seek Sweets”

Nest

“Trees are poems that earth writes on the sky.” Khalil Gibran  When I saw a large beehive hanging from a tree at the ninth tee box at Gujranwala Golf Club, I felt a chill in my stance that the backswing might disturb bees in their home. My ears shivered to the slight buzz in theContinue reading “Nest”

A Parable of the Golf Ball

“I am the dust in the sunlight, I am the ball of the sun . . . I am the mist of morning, the breath of evening . . . .  I am the spark in the stone,  the gleam of gold in the metal . . . .  The rose and the nightingale  drunkContinue reading “A Parable of the Golf Ball”

Birdies, Bogeys and Bunkers

In the name of golf, I solemnly admit that I have cheated myself in recording my scores on the Golfshot app repeatedly. Despite such efforts, my handicap and my average score prefers to cling to the roof.  This wonderful game is really made for wonders. My bunker shots usually insist on keeping the ball sandy.Continue reading “Birdies, Bogeys and Bunkers”

Just The Two Of Them

“Reason is powerless in the expression of love.” Rumi A couple of pigeons sat on the v shaped stem on the top of a tree. I guess they appreciated the warmth of an April morning. My tee shot landed behind that tree in the rough. I got there to plan my approach shot from theContinue reading “Just The Two Of Them”

Rain Drops Keep Falling On My Head

“Without the frown of clouds and lightning, the vines would be burned by the smiling sun.” Rumi  As the night began to sleep and morning was still yawning to wake, my crew mates started dropping out. WhatsApp is the most convenient way to announce the absence. I have done it many times, and it worksContinue reading “Rain Drops Keep Falling On My Head”

Drowsy Dawns

Of course! nothing beats sleeping through the morning. That’s the dreamiest part of the whole slumber. On the other hand being awake at dawn is much more satisfying. The first shot as the sunlight demarks the horizon is even more enchanting. What a beautiful spot on the canvas of the day, the dawn is? TheContinue reading “Drowsy Dawns”

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”

Short of Perfection

“And still after all this time, the sun never says to earth,  “You owe me.” Look what happens with a love like that, It lights the whole sky.” Hafiz Everybody on this Earth looks for a purpose. Some seek wealth, others look for fame. Some are in search of glory, many are on the questContinue reading “Short of Perfection”