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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Ever since

I laid eyes on you,

I knew for a fact

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and the affecti

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chhoti se chhoti galti

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तुमको ही सोचता हूँ तुमको ही ढूँढता हू

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Wondering why you have so much hate

Before you see it will be too late

Trying to

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Although I speak about you so much,

Although everyone can see it,

I would never a

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You mean the world to me.

Nothing will ever come between us.

No matter what anybo

meri zindgi ki kahani

ये ज़िन्दगी है तेरी मेरी कहानी,

कभ

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