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”
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What It Is And What It Could Be
Who am I? Why am I here? Where do I come from? What is my purpose? When will I return? Whom I am to meet? How do I define myself? My mind carries these questions along, unsolved and unanswered, wherever I go. I seek answers in the bracket of faith, in the bucket of secularism,Continue reading “What It Is And What It Could Be”
Wake Up Call
I golf daily, starting my day at dawn and I am frequently done with nine holes of golf around six o’clock in the morning. There are other early birds out there who leave their tracks on the dew and sing along the morning chirpers. I call them mist miners. How can I invocate the consecrationContinue reading “Wake Up Call”
Killer Waves
What is more overriding, love, lover or the loved? Love is a common aspiration cherished by the most but tolerated by few. Some of us are lovers and a few are loved. The strongest argument of love is patience and the best witness of patience is a smile. Love seeks sincerity, lover looks for rendezvousContinue reading “Killer Waves”
Faith and Reason
The morning today is hot and humid. Air is thick and heavy. Weather in the nineties Fahrenheit and pollution in a city of more than fifteen million further contaminates the environment representing the trailer of hell that provides a taste of perdition. On a break of dawn like that I am headed towards the golfContinue reading “Faith and Reason”
Swing and the Java Plum
There are days when success follows us and times when it leaves us without a prior notice. Life is a race for victory, and sometimes life runs from the winners. No one runs this marathon better than a sports man. Among sports, golf is nothing but a regular punishment with brief intervals. The golf ballContinue reading “Swing and the Java Plum”
A Morning With Farmers
It’s a great morning today, clouds have surprised us all. Dark skies and the temperature in the twenties on 6th of June in Lahore is a blessing. Super hot Jeth is covered by the roof of darkening shadows. The cool weather seems persistent this week denying the usual summer heat. Without a roar, clouds beginContinue reading “A Morning With Farmers”
Morning With Golf 