A Time to Talk


Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

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)

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Friend, whose smile has come to be
Very precious unto me,
Though I know I drank not first
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KAASH KI PEHLE SAMAJH PATE

यूँ तेरी कुर्बत में जिऊंगा मैं, तू भी

DEEWANE HO GAY

Jinki yaad mein hum dewane ho gaye,

Wo hum hi se begaane ho gaye.

Shayad unhe tal

jaanu mera dil rota hai,

tumko paakar, tumhen khona nahi hai,

jaanu mera dil rota hai,

pathar se dil ka py

beet gayi zindgi


Birthday Wishes To A Friend

So many people live around you,

But not all get close to your heart.

Some become

mera tiranga rehne do

khub behti he ,

aman ki ganga behne do...

mat felao desh me danga rehne do....

Tumhari adaao pe main wari wari... Network me aa awaaj nai aa rhi ^_^

Tumhari adaao pe main wari wari...
wah wah..

Tumhari adaao pe main wari wari...

Back To Strangers

We started as strangers.

We fell and became lovers.

We started with a, "Hi,"

If Only She Knew

She has a special way

Of turning around my terrible day.

She makes all the bad th

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