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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My Babe....

Together we may struggle

but without you all I feel is pain.

Sometimes I may seem

I'm Brave Because Of You

You say you're afraid of being alone.

You can't do a thing on your own.

You don't

Ye tum ne kaisa rabta rakha ?

Ye tum ne kaisa rabta rakha,

na qareeb aaye, na fasla rakha.

meri zindgi ki kahani

ये ज़िन्दगी है तेरी मेरी कहानी,

कभ�

We're Better Than Yesterday

Don't be worried about the past.

Things like that never last.

We're better than y

Be Proud Of Who You Are

I come with no wrapping or pretty pink bows.

I am who I am, from my head to my toes.

bat hai yeh kon jo hoti nahi

जो कभी अपने समय को यों बिताते है नहीं

tumhen har dafe manana

कसम से मेरे अंदर कुछ तो कमाल कर गया बह�

My Careless Whisper

A sparkling flame uploading your name 

I had no time for a foolish game 

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True Feelings

You make me feel so real

I lay awake at night thinking of you

I close my eyes and