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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Ye tum ne kaisa rabta rakha ?

Ye tum ne kaisa rabta rakha,

na qareeb aaye, na fasla rakha.

Har pal tum hi yaad aao

Har pal ne kaha ek pal se…

Pal bhar ke liye aap mere samne aa jao…

Idle Dream

In idle dreams of long ago,

I imagined my true love;

A perfect match, a soulmate,

Ek itihaas

कभी कलम के फूल, बन अंगार ढह जाते हैं, लà¤

Fursat Mile To Dil Ko Ye Samjha Jao Kisi Din

Ek Mohabat Ke Rishte Ko Nibha Jao Kisi Din,

 

Jo Mil Jaye Kabhi Fursat To Pa

safar me dhoop

यही है ज़िन्दगी कुछ ख़्वाब चन्द उम्मà

As Is Life

It's strange the things you remember

And the things you seem to forget.

It's a ja

If I Were Her Lover
I

If I were her lover,
I'd wade through the clover
Over the fields before
The gat

The Happiest Day Of My Life

The happiest day of my life

Was when I first laid eyes on you

For you were like a

Always And Forever

Always and forever is so far away,

But know I'll stand by you for every last day,

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