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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UMAR BHAR NIBHANE KA

 

ये तो फ़र्ज है उम्र भर निभाने का

MAN SE SWIKAR

एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )

sara desh hamara

कहीं तुम्हें परबत लड़वा दे, कहीं लड़ा

As Is Life

It's strange the things you remember

And the things you seem to forget.

It's a ja

Friends For Life
We are Friends
I got your back
You got mine,
I'll help you out
Anytime!
To see you hu

dosti ek khushi hai

Dosti Dard Nahi Khushiyon Ki Saugat Hai,

Kisi Apne Ka Zindgi Bhar Ka Saath Hai,

Y

Very Special Friend

We didn't grow up together.

We didn't start as friends.

When we first got togethe

A Float...

Pen and paper are my tools

To tell you "good job" or to call you a fool.

My prais

Saying I Love You

Love how you always understand

I love it when you hold my hand

I love it when you

HAR RISHTA NIBHANA JANTI HAI MAA

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