Nowadays love has become like a maid ... she comes, rings the bell, does her work and goes away

In this world there are three things that definitely exists but no one has seen them ... world of ghosts, real love and the speed of Bahattar Singh

The deep sea of time cannot amass me, I have the skills of defeating the shores ... and the crooked lines that have been drawn by the hand on the palms, I have the skills of walking on them

Only a house can be built with hard work ... not the mansion of dreams

Boys are of women ... I need men, men

If I say my name ... then my identity will feel bad

Whoever thought that I got scared ... that person went home on a bier

She is lying to me and feeling shy ... but everyone has the habit of saying small lies

The blood of the boss doesn't say anything, it only boils ... and when it boils ... then this boss will break each one of you

From childhood till date this city has given me every right ... but when it came to love then it made me a stranger

We come from a nation where a Catholic lady steps aside from becoming a Prime Minister for a Sikh ... and where a Sikh is sworn in as a Prime Minister by a Muslim President ... to govern a nation of over 80% Hindus

Why are you getting tired?

We have gone into the market of death and bid for our sons ... whenever the country has asked for a life, we have given them in bulk

Hatred can only be won by love ... only love

My name is enough ... for people to sweat

Ravan does not call for Ram ... he straight picks up Sita

A common man is like a mango ... some get sucked and some get cut

It is a strange coincidence that I came in her lane ... she did throw a flower on me ... but along with the flowerpot

So that you people can live here peacefully with your family ... people like us die every day at the border

How should I trust the world ... when the tear drop of my own eye is not mine