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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EKTHALIME KHANA KHAY

Main Muslim Hoon, Tu Hindu Hai, Hain Dono Insaan,

Laa Main Teri Geeta Parh Lun, Tu Parh L

YOOG KE VIHAAN

अमरपुरी से भी बढ़कर के जिसका गौरव-गान

You Used Me

You used me.

I thought you were the key,

But the truth is that you used me,

JIWAN ME GURUR JARURI NAHI

पानी के बिना नदी बेकार है,

 

अत

Broken Like Me

I see a sea of faces,

many I have never met,

but yet I feel compassion for them.<

Gym Class
The locker room smells nasty,
And my gym shoes smell like feet.
My socks smell like they

chalo fir se hum bache ban jate hai
होम-वर्क की डांट से बचने के बहाने बनात

MUJHE PYAAR HAI US LADKI SE

मुझे प्यार है उस लड़की से और मेरा प्य

In Search Of
In search of truth
In search of light
In search of good
In search of right

Now if yo

Forever Freinds

The friendship we have is so rare to find.

We hate to see each other in a bind.

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