Bridge May Ice

“Once you conquer your selfish self, all your darkness Will change to light.” Rumi When the yawns of humidity and cooler heat of pre-winter, meet in the lap of a September morning, everyone can sense that autumn is just around the corner. When the lush green leaves begin to form a botanical rainbow, one instinctivelyContinue reading “Bridge May Ice”

Dewy but Humid

“The only lasting beauty is the beauty of the heart.” Rumi  On this humid and oppressive morning in August, breathing itself seems to require effort. The leaves are still and the birds are silent. There is no one at the green fee counter. The golf course is empty and the tees are waiting to beContinue reading “Dewy but Humid”

Reshma

“What a joy, to travel the way of the heart.” Rumi On a flight from Boston to Istanbul, I try to update my playlist on the Apple Music app. I am going through my music library to keep the deeper music and shed the temporary hits. I have already worked my way through Junoon’s ‘Sayonee,”Continue reading “Reshma”

The Mewing of a Gray Catbird

“Every morning starts a new page in your story. Make it a great one today.” By Doe Zantamata  Good morning to you all. I am writing this blog at 5:21 am, sitting before a wide window that opens to the whole wide road in front of the house where I’m staying. My eyes are treatedContinue reading “The Mewing of a Gray Catbird”

No Caddies

I put a lot of emphasis on arranging my setup, just for a round of golf. I call it a semantic stylus of my attire. Some may call it overdoing. I don’t care. I try to follow  Jack Nicholson’s here, “I am who I am, your approval isn’t needed.” My chauffeur is ready at 4Continue reading “No Caddies”

Dream Chaser

“Let yourself be silently drawn by the strange pull of what you really love. It would not lead you astray.” Rumi Some shots widen eyes, and some hits go shank. Some relations last longer, and some passions are temporary. Some tongues are meaningless, and some eyes say it all. Some truths fail you and liesContinue reading “Dream Chaser”

That White Sand

“A ball will always come to rest halfway down a hill, unless there is sand or water at the bottom.” Henry Beard  It was one of those rare mornings of June when the weather reminds us of spring. The cool breeze, cloudy sky, and fresh grass were making us forget that yesterday was the summerContinue reading “That White Sand”

Till the Next Round

Especially when we face hard times, it is all the more important that we remain balanced and focused on what matters to us. Sadhguru  In the corridor of life, each breath is a blessing and in golf each shot is a test – test of temperament, of patience, the ability to plan, the skills ofContinue reading “Till the Next Round”

The Tale of the Two Eagles

“The noblest pleasure is the joy of understanding.” Leonardo Da Vinci  On a sunny and heated morning, the sun shone in full glory and the month of June was at its full swing. So were we. I had challenged my sons to a round of golf since we happened to be in the capital cityContinue reading “The Tale of the Two Eagles”

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”