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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badal gaya hai apna desh

तबसे अब में खूब,मचा विकास का जनादेश !

HAMARE DIL KE PAAS

Aakhir tum kyu itne dil k paas ho,

Koi to vajah jarur hai, jo tum itne khas ho.

&

AASHIKI ME BASS

आशिकी में है बस दर्द ही दर्द  खुशी क�

WO HUMDUM NAYI BEDAD KARTE HAI
इलाही ख़ैर! वो हरदम नई बेदाद करते हैं, �

The Kiss That Was

have you ever had a kiss

that took you on a bliss

and left you with shaking knees

A Gift Of Friendship

Happy Birthday to my very best friend.

Your special day has come by again.

We had

GIRNA ZAROORI THA

गिरना जरूरी है

ठोकर खाना जरूरी है

My Promises For You

If you were my rose, then I'd be your sun,

painting your rainbows when the rains come.

We Wear The Mask

We wear the mask that grins and lies,

It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,—

kya kiya jaay

makaan jale to bima le sakte hai!

sapne jale to kya kiya jaay..

sher dahade to bh