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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MEHBUB KI YADEN

रात भर रोती रही वो आँखें,

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desh bhakti

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MERE JAZBAT

SaDiya Guzar Gayi Kisi o Apna Bnane Me...

Magar Pal Bhi Na Laga Unhe Hamse Door Jane Me..

I Don't Know Why

Sometimes life is hard, and there is so much I still don't understand.

I feel alone and a

kese bachayga prem pettr

 kitaab se le jayga prempattr

gidad  use pahad par noch noch khayga

&nb

SANSAR CHALAY BETHE HAIN

क्या बात करूँ मैं लोगो की

सब आप बता

Macchar marney se shikari nahi bn jaoge or...

Arz kiya hai..
.
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Macchar marney se shikari nahi ban jaoge..
.
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I have a heart and it's quite broken.

I read your words as if they were spoken.

Y