A Time to Talk
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16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by
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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,
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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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uchai ki taraf le jati hai
मेहनत सीढियों की तरह होती हैं,
“औ
My Belly Button...
Oh my beloved belly button.
The squidgy ring in my midriff mutton.
Your myster
Silent Noon
Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass,--
...The finger-points look through like rosy blooms
MERE DIL KA CHAMAN
वो मेरी भारत माँ, मेरा प्यारा वतन।
Qurbat Say Teri Reh Nhi Pata...
Qurbat Say Teri Reh Nh Pata Mai Apny Aap Mein...
Har Baar Tujh ko Tujh Sy He..Churany Ko Je
Just Look Into My Eyes
Look into my eyes.
Tell me what you see.
It won't be happy.
It won't be p
sachi dosti
दोस्ती का रिस्ता होता है खास ,
जो ह
Desh ka Samman Karey
Aao Desh Ka Samman Kare
Shahido Ki Shahadat Yaad Kare
Ek Baar Fir
The One I Love
You're the one for me
'cause you were made just for me.
Now I'm standing in front
mehboob ki aankhe roti hui
