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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KISI KE LIYE SARTAAJ HAI ZINDGI

किसी के लिए सरताज है जिंदगी

कभी दो

DO HOTON KI MUSKAN

लड़का केहता हैं कभी तेरे होटो की मुस्क

YAAD TO AaTI HOGI

Meri Jaana Yaad To Tumko Meri Aati Hogi Na...?

Meri Yaado Se Kabhi Tu Bhi To Sarmati Hogi

Forever Freinds

The friendship we have is so rare to find.

We hate to see each other in a bind.

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When I Was One-and-Twenty
When I was one-and-twenty
I heard a wise man say,
‘Give crowns and pounds and guineas

EA DOSTO PHONE KARLEANA

जब कभी दुःखने लगे दिल, जब कभी मन छलक जा

HAR KHUSHI DOSTO KE SATH

हर ख़ुशी तकलीफ, साथ साथ जिया करते थे

KUCH RANG ZINDAGI KE

यदि एक औरत 

अपने आत्मसम्मान के ल�

A Lonely Soul

I am just a lonely soul

Can anyone hear me?

Is anyone out there?

I have n

The One...

I hope you find

the one who quiets

the screams.

I hope you find

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