There are mornings, and then, there are awakenings. As the golden breath of dawn sweeps across the dew-kissed fairways of Margalla Greens, the world seems to pause at the edge of something sacred. Tee No. 1 stands not merely as a starting point in a game, but as a doorway into serenity, where nature andContinue reading “A Morning at Margalla 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.”
The Poet’s Round of Golf
Golf is a game where every swing holds a story, where each shot paints a picture on the canvas of the course. The chase of dimples on a golf ball mirrors our pursuit of perfection, but it’s the imperfections that often make the game beautiful. It’s the curve of a shot, the unexpected bounce, andContinue reading “The Poet’s Round of Golf”
Petals Make a Rose or Rose makes Petals?
“If your thought is a rose. You are a rose garden.” Rumi In the eternal dance between creation and consequence, one wonders: does the rose exist because of its petals, or do the petals owe their existence to the rose? The question is simple, yet like all musings about nature, it blooms into something muchContinue reading “Petals Make a Rose or Rose makes Petals?”
Mansoor Malangi
Mansoor Malangi, a name whispered through the lush fields of Punjab and echoed in the heartbeats of its people, is more than a singer—he is a storyteller, a poet, and a keeper of the soul of the Seraiki heartland. With a voice that seems to rise from the very soil of his homeland, rich andContinue reading “Mansoor Malangi”
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”
Rising to the Occasion
“Your light is more magnificent than the sunrise.” Rumi The first blush of dawn kisses the sky, and PAF Skyview Golf Course Lahore awakens to the promise of a new day. The sun, a fiery chalice of light, spills its golden essence across the tranquil grounds, painting every dewdrop and blade of grass with aContinue reading “Rising to the Occasion”
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”
Trees
“If the foot of the tree were not tied to earth, they would be pursuing me..For I have blossomed so much, I am the envy of the gardens.” Rumi The majestic dance of leaves in the gentle breeze, the tender embrace of roots in the earth, the silent symphony of growth—trees stand as living testamentsContinue reading “Trees”
Morning With Golf 