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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Come Fly With Me My Friend

Walk with me along the path,

And reach up toward the sky.

I'll be right beside yo

RAB SE APNE TERI KHUSHI MANGI HAI.....

RAB SE APNE TERI KHUSHI MANGI HAI.....

BASS MILE WHO JAMANA JO 

TUMNE CHAHA

Ask Me....

Do I love you?

Look into my eyes.

The shine you see is the light of my soul.

ZAMANE SE LAD KAR

Teri Palko Ki Chaow Me Hi Guzre Meri Raate...

Tujhse Hi Shuru Ho Tujh Pe Hi Khtam Ho Meri

ruthe huye yaar ko manau

Socha tha k apne ruthe huye yar ko manau

Ja ke uske daman mein toot kar bikhar jaau

A Choice Is Mine

Life may not let me select my lot,

But whether I'd be happy or not...

That is my

ye bhi koi jiwan hai

वह देश, देश क्या है,  जिसमेंलेते हों �

JIWAN KA WO MARG

मैं जब तेरे बारे में सोचती हूँ ,

फि�

The Infantry Prayer

When the day is done for the infantry,

they bow their heads and take a knee,

they

Celebrate Your Life

 

Celebrate the spirit of life

For it gives you so much you may never know