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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Missing...

I've hunted near, I've hunted far

I even looked inside my car.

I've lost my glass

For A Friend Who Helped Me

A person who will listen and not condemn,

Someone on whom you can depend.

They wi

KYA DIN THE BATCH PAN KE

Hum se hamara bachpn chhinne tub jawani ati hai,

Sirf yaden chhod jati hai sari khushiyan

BHAROSA KHUD PE RAKHO

BHAROSA KHUD PAR RAKHO 

TO TAKAT BAN JATI HAI 

OR DUSRO PAR RAKHO TO&nb

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

I Am Here
I AM HERE
If you need a laugh, I am here.
If you need a hug, I am here.
If you need a shoul

First Kiss...

We sat

And talked

About nothing

I looked

Into

Your eyes

LOGO KE PAAS PAISA BAHUT HAI

Saleeke se nahi chalati Zindagi, aajkal daud bahut hai…

Aise hi nahi milati manjil

MERE DESH KO JAGRAT BANAO

“मन जहां डर से परे है

और सिर जहां

It's All About Time

Tick tock...tick tock...

Life is counting down on your internal clock.

 

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