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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BALIDAAN TUMHEN KARNA HOGA

वह खून कहो किस मतलब का

जिसमें उबाल

Never Want To Say Goodbye

I think of her and our time together,

And the tears come to my eye.

I never wante

Standing Alone

I can see the flower upon which my life grows, blooming into a rose.

See the hope an

AAPKI LADAI KOI OR LAD RAHA HAI

 

LADO 

LAD NAHI SAKTE TO BOLO

BOLL NAHI SAKTE TO LIKHO

Helen Keller

 

मैं कभी-कभार  ही अपनी कमियों क

If Only She Knew

She has a special way

Of turning around my terrible day.

She makes all the bad th

JIWAN ME GURUR JARURI NAHI

पानी के बिना नदी बेकार है,

 

अत

Because I Needed A Friend

I called you late last night

because I needed a friend.

But you, of course, didn'

Friendship
When we were idlers with the loitering rills,
The need of human love we little noted:
Our love

A Broken Heart

How do I mend a broken heart?

My entire world has fallen apart.

How do I find hop

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