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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CHAND KO DEKHKAR

Chand Ko Dekhkar Bhi Subha Nhi Hoti,

Dard Ka Pinjar Bna Hai, Mera Suna Janha,

Kit

Dil ki diwar

Dil ki es diwar par tera naam likhta hoon

Hansa tha jo tune muje dekh pyar se

Un

One Last Kiss

Our goodbyes meant nothing at all, 

because if he's not there, he'll come when I cal

tujhko chhuna chahu me

तुमको छुले जो हवा उसे छूना चाहूँ मैं,

My Angel My Girlfriend

Your lips so soft and red.

The thought of kissing you is stuck in my head.    &

Desh ka Samman Karey

 

Aao Desh Ka Samman Kare

Shahido Ki Shahadat Yaad Kare

Ek Baar Fir

Heartbroken And Confused

My heart feels like it's torn in two,

Why can't I just be with you?

Every day ano

Lifes Choices

Life is full of choices
Make sure you pick the right one
Don't listen to the voices

na jaane kahan bitate hai

दोस्ती किस तरह निभाते हैं, मेरे दुश्म

Dosti Ka Rishta

 

Dosti ka rista hota hai khas ,

Jo hota hai her kisi ke pas .

Jo de

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