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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WO HUM SE RUTH GAY

Mere sapne kyon tut gaye,

Wo humse kyon ruth gaye,

Dekar shila mohabbat ka mujhe,

My Big Fat Cat

I own a big fat cat-

The fattest for miles around.

Wherever there's lots of food,

A Letter To An Old Friend

Childhood friends? I hope we still are.

Years have put space between us and now you seem

Its your Choice

 

Life has many ups and downs,

Loving smiles and also frowns.

Good e

mera sacha sathi

कहीं देखा हैं तुमने उसे
KISI OR KO UDHAR DIYA TUMNE

छुप छुप के जो तरसाया था

देखा होगा र

HAR PAL LARTA HAI

कभी हंसाती है तो कभी रुलाती है जिंदगी

I Am Always There - You're Never Alone

When you're feeling down and blue,

And life is being cruel to you,

Just remember

dard ko kisne dekha hai

Mere dard ko kisne dekha hai,

jisne dekha hai mujhe haste dekh hai,

akser rota ha

Rishtey mare nahi jate

Faasle Badhne Se Rishte Mar To Nahi Jaate...

Par Sach To Yeh Hai Ke Kuch Baaki Rehta Bhi