The scorching heat of June in Lahore is driving me to make my way to the northern hills. The pandemic, however, pulls me back home....

The poplar tree stands there alone in the midst of the eighteenth hole and invites golfers to hit it if that’s possible. Underneath it...

I was ecstatic to resume golf as the clubs reopened after lockdown. This happiness came at a price, my game wasn’t the same anymore....

The Milky Way is my home while the sky is my destination. Sun oversees my day, the moon shares my pains and earth holds me tight. Mercury...

The exhilarating breeze, lush green fairways and rising sun in the background form a blend of blessings in a morning already glowed with...

This morning was fresh and warm, I enjoyed the after dawn golf in full swing. The PAF course is well manicured; it is a testimony to the...

I have survived many fights, both external and internal. I have been through plenty of ups and downs. I have failed and passed quite a...

I stepped on the weighing machine and the increase in pounds was out of proportion. I decided to resume golf ASAP. The Golf management...

Ode to you. You are in my heart, you are in my soul, you are the light in my eyes and you are music in my mind. Time stands still to peek...

Golf courses are open, but the aura of the game has dimmed. The weather is pleasant this June, however the pandemic seems endless....

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...

The inspiration of today’s title is from Dire Strait’s track: ‘Sultans of swing.’ Yes we all desire to swing impressively but there is...

On the move is all of existence, the universes, the galaxies, the stars, the planets, the moons, the asteroids, the stones, and the dust....

I am the second golfer to reach the golf course this morning. While the first golfer opts to take off from the tenth tee, I choose to...

Almost daily, the craze of books & craving for golf wakes me up at 3:00 AM. Had I been that zealous about reading during my school years...

‘A pretty little fairy climbing up the stem I asked, “which one is the prettiest?” She replied, “All of them!”’ Zaria I. Jamil I am...

Once you bend a knee in reverence any object can become a deity. If you sit under a bush with devotion, it would begin to appear as a...

Today on the golf course, something was distracting me.  Once I concentrated, I realised it was the memory of a friend who has fallen ill...

This is a story of resuming golf after weeks of pause because of COVID-19.  I was the first to begin a game at 5:30AM on the day Lahore...

Rain ruins the golfers routine; but it is an unavoidable and pleasant reality. Rain in different cultures is associated with different...