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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mea mantar hun

वन्देमातरम गीत नहीं मैं मंत्र हूँ जी

BAS THODI DER

बस थोड़ी सी देर के लिए तुम्हारा मुझसे

DUA SAPNO KI LAGA

Shaam tak jhoojh, sab bhool ke paseena baha…

Thak bhi Raha hai to Maa ka maayus ch

Tujhse Milne Ko Bhi Hum Machal jatey hain

 

तुझसे मिलने को कभी हम जो मचल जात

Another Crush

I don't want to keep feeling this way,

Because each time I come closer, you move away.

BOLE SUBHASH JI

दमकी उनकी रक्तिम काया!

आजानु-बाहु

Best Friend

You're a very special person.

I'm glad that you're my friend,

For when I need a l

Let Love Grow

I want to live in a world

where nobody is afraid

to fall in love

or admit

Wanting To Feel Something

Have you ever held in pain to the point where it seemed like you didn't care?

You could'v

Friendship
When we were idlers with the loitering rills,
The need of human love we little noted:
Our love

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