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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JINE KI CHAH

जीने की चाह सभी को होती है सदा।

ये à¥

Doggy Heaven...

All doggies go to heaven (or so I've been told).
They run and play along the streets of Gol

INN AANSUON ME UTAR AYA HAI

Aasman mei iss aadhe-adhure chand ke sath

Dil ke dar-o-deewar mei dard utar aaya hai

Living Life With Purpose

Life and death; without one there cannot be the other.

For some, it's short, but they liv

Ek misaal bankar,

Dikha do duniya ko

Kanto jaisi raho par chalkar,

Pa lo apni manzil ko

Ek

WO HUM SE RUTH GAY

Mere sapne kyon tut gaye,

Wo humse kyon ruth gaye,

Dekar shila mohabbat ka mujhe,

DEEWANE HO GAY

Jinki yaad mein hum dewane ho gaye,

Wo hum hi se begaane ho gaye.

Shayad unhe tal

Nadi (hindi)
Nadi ban, bahoon mein mast
athkheliyan khaon parvat ke samast
chanchal man, yowan tan,
idh

sankat apna bal sakha

संकट अपना बाल सखा है, इसको कठ लगाओ

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Beautiful Dreamer
Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me,
Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee;
Sounds of the r