"Oh! I can't".
"But I cant".
"Yes! You can".
"I don't know about Golf".
"Oh! That's specialty".
"Lets put it very straight, I cant write on Golf".
"That's why you are told".
"Oh! Ask Nagroponte".
"No! he is old and cant hit hard".
"But! He knows Golf".
"No! he has now forgotten to how to hit, he is unable to let things mushroom".
"Any way! I cant do it".
"Lets start! Tell me, what do you know about Golf?"
"Oh! I don't know. Actually I have seen on Presstv that a golfer is a man who keeps several balls on his pockets, and uses one of them at the right time. He puts one ball at the place where he hits it with a long stick that is curved at the hitting point. Before placing the ball on track he, some times, cleans it, polishes it and at some very crucial moments, kisses it. After kissing and putting it in place, he bends over and hits it with full energy inside and then he immediately turns his head up towards sky to see that what happened to the ball".
"Oh! That poor ball, go ahead..tell more".
"The ball travels in a parabolic way according to the power of stroke and touches the ground far away from the actual place of hitting. All men, women and reporters around, then, run hurriedly towards ball to see if it has touched the fixed target or not. If, it didn't, they say "Dammit" and if it did they fly their hands up on their heads in the air in a sign of victory and say "we did it".
"Good! Good, please continue".
"There is nothing more. They just continue to hit the ball until it achieves the target. Some times they change the ball if it can't be hit any more, this is called Golf."
"You see! The topic is complete".
"Oh! You cheater!"
"No! this is tact, we use it some times on writers when they go on strike".
"Where is my cheque?"
"Cheque is for me because I used you".
"I am on strike".
"Go on! There are still hundreds unused like you".
"Oh! Shaat aaop"