“The beauty is a heart inflamed and a soul enchanted.” Khalil Gibran In the name of the beauty present at the Cafe’ 19, he hit a great...

The morning is like a vision impaired and a drunken mind. It is hazy and full of delusions. The blanket of dense murk does not sit well...

There comes bright day light after each night. The meeting of days and nights breeds time and time can be good or bad. It could be yours...

It begins with a glance and ends in tears. It rises from waiting and leads to longing. Once the eyes meet, the calm departs. When beauty...

As I reached home after an abysmal round at the Margalla Greens Golf Club, I was feeling defeated and drained. When I got out of my car,...

Made out of plastic and rubber, the golf ball resembles an egg. The club is made of graphite or steel and rubber. All of it is a lifeless...

On a hot summer morning, a young bride and her enthusiastic husband wait in an old Honda Accord. They are right at the mouth of the...

The East horizon was liberating the sun gradually on that beautiful morning. The grass held onto the dewdrops dearly. Trees basked in the...

Life is a see-saw, a blend of up and down, good and bad, success and failure, shot and shank. Just like day and night, summer and winter,...

For those who see with the eye of the heart, the picture above represents an ancient god, a present one, a flag post, and golfing green....

It is only 10:30 pm and my eyelids are hurrying to fold. The day following this night was busy and demanding. Even on the cusp of falling...

I was scrolling down my Facebook page this afternoon and the picture above popped up on my screen. It was posted by a very dear friend of...

They are heroes at the golf clubs. They walk with their broad shoulders hawkishly, brag about their achievements and goals, stand tall...

I swear, after seeing your face the whole world is fraud and fantasy Rumi “Once I have seen your ocean blue eyes, I can not see...

Between what is said and not meant, and what is meant and not said, most of love is lost. - Khalil Gibran Communication is to a...

She strolls in and time stands still, the room begins to glow, air gets aromatic, sceneries on the wall come to life and my heart starts...

It’s not easy to imbibe, grow, and flourish. I do all that. That’s when you grow on me and at that stage, I become a tree. You and I...

The cool breeze makes the morning of an October a bit chilly yet my enthusiasm to play scratch today keeps me warm. The course is...

The night is dark, the moon is missing, stars rule the sky tonight, and the Milky Way glitters in full.  When I bring my eyes back to...

It's not easy to get up so early in the morning, especially on a darling day like Sunday. A day that is made to do things you wanted to...