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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De Salaami Iss Tirange Ko,

Jis Se Teri Shaan Hai,

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Life in a Love
Escape me?
Never—
Beloved!
While I am I, and you are you,
So long as the world cont

A Man In The Jar

I once knew a man who lived in a jar.

For a stranger sight, you'd have to go far.

BEWAJAH HUM MOHABBAT KARTE THE

Aankhein jo khuli thi to unhe apne kareeb paya naa tha

Kabhi they ruh mein shamil aaj unk

My Sister, My Friend

To me, you are an angel in disguise,

Full of intuition, intelligent and wise,

Alw

Thank You..

Thank you

For loving me true,

For being no one but you,

For holding my ha

Teri Dosti Par Naaj Bhi Hain

तेरी कमी भी है, तेरा साथ भी है,

तू दू

Love's Coming

She had looked for his coming as warriors come,

With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca

My Love I'll Go Anywhere With You

Let's run away.

I don't care where.

It doesn't matter,

As long as you're

chhod ay hum wo teri galiyan

जहां तेरे पैरों के कँवल गिरा करते थे

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