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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AAP KA INTZAAR

Ab humein neend nahi aati,

Bas ek dastoor hai jo nibhana padta hai,

Subah hone hi

KITABON MAI

Na Jane Saloon Baad Kaisa Sama Hoga,
YEH ROVIEW AGAR HO BHI JAYE TO KYA

eh Document, Yeh Meetings, Yeh Features Ki Duniya,

Yeh Insaan Ke Dushman, Cursors Ki Duni

A Time To Talk

When a friend calls to me from the road

And slows his horse to a meaning walk,

I

My Lonely Show

A little bit angry through the years,

A whole lot lonely through my tears.

A wond

Chaman Kho Gaya
Mere watan ka Aman kho gaya
Na jane kahan wo chaman kho gaya

Bahaaren jahan aa ke de

AAJ RAT KI KHAMOSHI

आज रात मेरी यह ख़ामोशी उन्हें सुना देन

DESH BHAKT

अमरपुरी से भी बढ़कर के जिसका गौरव-गान

Now We Are Six

When I was One,

I had just begun.

When I was Two,

I was nearly new.

Baby When You Hold Me

Baby, when you hold me, my emotions makes it clear

Just how much you mean to me while we

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