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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KHAMOSH MOHABBAT

Khamosh Muhabbat Ka Ehsaas Hai Wo,

Mere Khwahish Mere Jajbat Hai Wo,

Aksar Ye Khy

singhu main

Dubkiyan sindhu mein gota khor lagaata hai

ja ja kar khaali haath laut aata hai

M

MUJHE NAHI PATA

Mujhe Nahi Pata Ki Main Uski
salamat rahe hamari dosti

Salamat rahe dosti ye hamari

Yu hi ekta ho dua hai hamari

Teri mushkilein mujhe m

God's Gift To Me

You are my sunshine.

You are my shining star.

Everything I'm not,

You are

ISHQ BEWAJAH

HA US VAKTT ME TERA THA 

JAB TAK TU MERA THA 

VO PAL VO RAATE VO YAADHE

MAA KO BETI KI PUKAAR

अपना निवाला छोड़कर मेरी खातिर तुमने

Shadow Of Life

Walking in the shadow of fear,

drowning endlessly by a single tear,

running along

BAS THODI DER

बस थोड़ी सी देर के लिए तुम्हारा मुझसे

Sometimes I Get Lonely

Sometimes I get lonely

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