This is Dubai ... here only money and luck works, not mercy

This city has now turned into a jungle ... here humans roam during the day and devils roam during the night

The government surely runs this city ... but I rule it

Living in a city and growing up in new sunlight ... can change our attire ... but not our civility

When it comes to revenge ... then Dubai return Rana can even return from jail

Mumbai ... is a station where no traveller gets down alone ... some dream or other gets down along with him

Mumbai ... I had heard that people here spend their entire life trying to bring their destiny from a slow track onto a fast track

It is my job to maintain peace in the city and to protect the people ... this is my duty and this is the loan on me from my uniform

Madam this is Meerut ... the guys out here only know being a boyfriend of one type ... bang, hit and run

Whether a respectful man goes to England or any other land ... he still doesn't forget his motherland

In New York whenever a dream breaks ... then a taxi driver is born

No underwear in this world can live without string and no string in this world can live without underwear ... because they are inseparable, they love each other, they are incomplete without each other ... that's why they have to live together ... they go together to Dhobi Ghat to get washed, they dry together and they get dirty again and go to Dhobi Ghat ... the world should learn the lesson of unity from the underwear and the string

There are four emergency doors in an airplane ... two in the front, two at the back ... and if all four don't open then you'll go to Haridwar

Between kindness and selfishness, between inhumanity and humanity, between fear and Kashmir what will stay alive ... you have to decide ... only you

This is Mumbai ... here in the night things can go from here to there and from there to here

When you twist the neck of Mumbai ... then the entire India will scream

This city gives a home to the dreams ... it's gives a destination to the intentions ... it helps you attain your desires ... it keeps crazy people under control

This is Delhi, and everyone here is a thief ... here people cut plots in good times, cut pockets in bad times and cut throats in the worst times

Just like we have Bathinda, exactly like that we have Canada

Mumbai is a machine that runs day and night