When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.
-Robert Frost (1874-1963)
What's Love ?
What is love?
Dosti Ka Rishta
We're Best Friends
Like a daisy in the sun,
Zindgi ke bahumulya
जिंदगी के बहुमूल्य पल बन जाते हैं, लम्हे,
Just Who You Are Its Important
You've got quite an easy style
Very Special Friends
We didn't grow up together.
Getting Over You
I'm sitting here trying to get over you.
A Daschund Dog
My dog has a special twist,
No Other Friend
No other friend is quite like you.
still hold the most space in our hearts.
And then I realized