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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SIR KA BOJH

 

विपदा में निर्भीक रहूँ मैं,इतन�

I Love You
When April bends above me
And finds me fast asleep
Dust need not keep the secret
A live hea

Inner Strength

It's only through mistakes we make

We learn where we went wrong.

It's only when w

Apney hisse ka diya khud jalaana hoga...

Khawahish Se Nahi Girtey Phal Jholi Mein
Waqt Ki Shakh Ko Mere Dost Hilana Hoga
Kuch

Why You're My Friend

You are mine till the end.

I love you because you're my friend.

You were so kind

zindgi ka naam imtehan

कहते हैं ज़िन्दगी का दूसरा नाम इम्तिह�

rishtey ko sawaar lete hai

Suno…. Suno na! Kuch tum badlo, kuch hum badle.. 

Aur badalke is rishte ko dh

Who Nose...

Some areas long as hoses

You buy at a garden store.

Mine can be used to smell ros

The Nightmare Before Christmas

Big, fat Santa bounded through my halls;

He made everything shake, even the walls.

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hum ne unko chaha

Usko chaha bhi to izhar karna na aaya,

katt gayee umar sari humein pyar karna na aaya,