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,
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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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TUM LOT KAR MAT JANA

तुम आओ तो

इस बार लौट कर मत जाना।

Be Proud Of Who You Are

I come with no wrapping or pretty pink bows.

I am who I am, from my head to my toes.

A Balanced Diet
I eat a balanced diet,
I do it day and night—
a pound of brownies on my left,
a po

SURAJ KI FRIENDSHIP

SURAJ-KYA KHABAR TUMAKO DOSTI KYA H 

      YAI ROSHNI BHI H OR ANDHER

I Need It From You

Sometimes I'm confused and don't know what to do,

I need help and I need it from you.

tumse jab bate shuru hui

उस एक दिन जब बातें शुरू हुई तुमसे लगा

Daydreaming

The first time we ever met

Your name was all I knew

But as we got to know each ot

three frog baby

Three baby frogs grandma said not to bother
shahido ke naam

मज़हब जुदा सही वतन तो एक है, है फूल रंग

I Am Worthy

I am worthy. There is nothing

that can or will happen today that

could convince m

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