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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The time will come

when, with elation,

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desh bhakti

देश लूटने की खातिर पग-पग पर दुश्मन बै

The Definition of Love
My love is of a birth as rare
As 'tis for object strange and high;
It was begotten by Despai

EK ITIHAAS BAN JATE HAI

मोम की मानिंद, कैसे पिघल-पिघल जाते है

LIKHTI HU TUMHARE INTEZAAR MAI

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You gave me light

In my darkest of days.

You showed me, love

In so many w

Song [Secret Love]
I hid my love when young while I
Couldn't bear the buzzing of a fly
I hid my love to my despit

Sare dosto ko samarpit

अगर बिकी तेरी दोस्ती… तो पहले खरीद

If Only Walls Cloud Talk

If only walls could talk,

They'd tell you about me,

And how they hear me scream

The People Upstairs

The people upstairs all practice ballet

Their living room is a bowling alley

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