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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KYA FARK PADTA HAI

कोई सब कहे, कोई चुप रहे,

तो कोई छाँव,

mere pyaar me kami kya thi

Meri pyar mein kami kuch bhi na thi,

na jaane kyun tu begaana ho gaya.

tujhe lagt

ISHQ BEWAJAH

HA US VAKTT ME TERA THA 

JAB TAK TU MERA THA 

VO PAL VO RAATE VO YAADHE

Sachi dosti ko ek rishta mil jata hai

प्यार को मत समझो पूरा

उसका पहला अक�

Have A Good Day

May your blessings be many

and your troubles be few.

And may you feel God's prese

ab dost bahut yaad ate hai

मैं यादों का पिटारा खोलू तो, कुछ दोस्�

SHABNAM ROSHANI

श्वेत, सर्द आनन्दमय चाँद की मोहब्बत भ

PYAARI JUG SE NYARI MAA

प्यारी जग से न्यारी माँ,

खुशियां द�

HUA KUCH YOON

Hua kuch yoon ek roz

Bhai bola garmi hai tez

Pehle jab kaha tha AC lelo

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