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,
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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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ZIKR TERI OR MERI BATON KE

Zikr tera meri baaton me hone laga hai, 

Tera har khwaab aankhon me rehne laga hai,<

Kuch Yaaden Dosti Ke Lamho Ki

 

 

Kuch yaadein hain un lamho ki,

 

jin lamho me

KHET KE PAAR

तनाव से झुर्रियां पड़ी कोरों की दरार

The Hardest Thing I'll Ever Do

The hardest thing I'll ever do

Is let go of you

And look forward instead of back

We Had A Lot Of Fun

We Had A Lot Of Fun

Whe We Were Together

I'll Never Forget

I'll Always Re

JEE LE APNI ZINDAGI

सच तो है ये जिंदगी कुछ लम्हात

एहसा

Sadakin bhi suni si lagti hain

Lagta hai us se mohabbat hone lagi hai 

Uski yaado mein ratein guzaar deta hoon 

Giving Friend

 

We share so much of our lives

Our joy and also our pain.

Without y

KHUD KO HEE DHOONDTA HUN

Tere kareeb aur tujhse door hone ke baad,

Jaha jaha sath chale wo raaste dhoondti hu

me fariyad karta hun

मैं लिखता हूँ,

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