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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my sleeping angel

I opened my eyes and saw an angel

I took his hand and he lead m

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Jab akela hota hoon, rula jaati hain unki yaaedin.

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For so long, I wished for the day.

The day that our love would find its way.

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BIN MANGE MIL JAYEGA

प्रभु कहते हैं……..!!

 

होती �

veero ka safar

देख तेरा हौसला बुलंद अपार

 

तन

jane bhi do yaarooooo

जाने भी दो यारों

जाने भी दो यारों

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When into sorrow, my poor soul sinks

When a sound of despair in my heart rings

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When you love someone, you will do anything for them.

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