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...
Swing On
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“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...
In the name of golf, I solemnly admit that I have cheated myself in recording my scores on the Golfshot app repeatedly. Despite such...
“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...
“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...
Of course! nothing beats sleeping through the morning. That’s the dreamiest part of the whole slumber. On the other hand being awake at...
On a pleasant April morning, the traffic was virtually nonexistent on the Murree Expressway. The post-dawn air was crisp and the beauty...
“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...
On the first day of April a group of my business partners had planned a field trip for site selection for our upcoming housing project....
Who can speed away from the scenery around M-1 when it takes off from Islamabad. An intersection at M-15 adds the flavor of Martian...
Golf balls illustrate artistic dimples that place them on the highest pedestals of beauty. There are golf balls of many colors but none...
Mornings are beginnings. Beginnings are births. Births are stories to be told by the future. The future is what follows the present. The...
Spring is approaching fast and we have decided to take off half an hour earlier during a brief break, at the midway hut on a bright...
February is a month that abandons the cold and welcomes the warmth, festivities and freshness into the Punjab air. Spring is a glowing...
inspired by Soni’s thoughts A bubble may be a delicate little object but it symbolizes a mighty element: the existence. Like a bubble,...
Not all that burns is fire. Some burn in love and some burn in hate. Some burn in desire, while some burn in despair. Some burn in a...
Nothing beats great tunes, in a comfortable car, at an empty motorway, on a shining morning, under an open sunroof and a drive towards...
“Our death is our wedding with eternity.” Rumi The school bell rang and a girlish roar crossed the boundary wall before the school gate...
“Your own essence is your wealth.” Rumi. If you look closely, you can see the intricacy of the world. In the great game of nature,...