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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MAA KI PARIBHASHA

हम एक शब्द हैं तो वह पूरी भाषा है

I Can't Help Myself

When I see you standing there... Did you even notice me?

I sit in class and you're on my

Why Mother is so special?
When I came home in the rain, Brother asked why you didn’t take an umbrella. Sister advise

koshish karne walon ki kabhi haar nahi hoti

fakat yah jaanta

 

jo mit gaya who jee gya

 

moond kar

Losing The Best Part Of Me

I'm no longer whole

And sadly neither is he

We've been locked out by pain

In Jesus I Abide

No matter what happens in my life,

Sorrow or joy, rain or shine,

Whatever befalls

Love At First Sight

Eyes glare of

the unexpected

staring far too long

the person that

Celebrate Your Life

 

Celebrate the spirit of life

For it gives you so much you may never know

ME APNI NADAIYON KO KOS RAHI THI

बेफिक्र हो चली थी ज्योंही तुम्हारा क

Morning Be Like

 

coffee is

 

all well

 

and good

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