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...

The sun had dimmed, twilight unfurling, traffic was bumper to bumper and I was in no rush to reach Lahore; my hometown almost 400 km to...

All of us humans are in a hurry, even in our sleep. We sprint through the shower, get ready quickly, have instant breakfast, rush out of...

Win. Yes I want to win. He wants to win. You want to win. No one wants to lose. Winning is good but losing is equally important. Yet...

Turn after turn the hills keep appearing, ascent after ascent, heights approach one after another. Eagerness of reaching the final peak...

She was still wearing stone carved bangles on her left arm although nothing remained of her but those bones. Ladies really hang on to...

In the lap of mighty mountains, among the plantations of bristlecone pine and flower beds of chiltern gentian, yellow pond lily, pyrenean...

While I began to write on a golf tour to the textile capital of Pakistan, Faisalabad; my chauffeur’s phone rang and the tune of a folk...

The veranda at Gymkhana Golf Club is where we often congregate to appreciate humor, boiled eggs, and French toasts. We flock there with...

A beautiful canal floats through the middle of the historic city of Lahore; it is formed on the delta of Ravi. Its residents know the...