If we come down to bad behaviour because of terrorists like you ... then every colony of yours will become IOP ... India Occupied Pakistan

(What should I do as I'm not feeling it?) - Just close your eyes and think about the Burj Khalifa ... the feelings will automatically come to you

I'll get married no matter what ... so what if I'm unable to get married in London, America, Dubai ... I still have a chance in Nepal, Sri Lanka, Bhutan

Mumbai you're killing me ... you're empty from within ... and so am I

I looked for you everywhere ... in Japan's jail, in America's rail, in sweet and sour snacks, in coconut oil ... in a samosa, in potato, in onion ... but I couldn't find my father ... I only found a snake hidden in the grass

In Delhi you may kill a cat, eat a cat ... but don't nurture it ... it will be very costly

In Bombay no one gets more than one chance

What a great place Mumbai is, our Mumbai ... the chutney of vada pav, the phirni (sweet) of Mahim, the pushing in the local trains, the eunuchs at a traffic signal ... the traffic, the garbage, the trash, the tantrums of rickshaw and taxi ... the fight with the fish lady, the bhel, the pani-puri, the ragda ... places like Wadala, Chakala, Bandra, somewhere there is the maid Sakku and somewhere there is Sandra ... the aunt's location, bloody the pothole on the main road ... my friend however it is ... our Mumbai is our own

Aunty fed uncle chutney in a silver spoon in Chandni Chowk on a night with the moon

We live in Delhi, not in a fairy tale ... here we have smoke from traffic, not rainbows ... even if you see one star in the night clearly ... then that is more than enough

I have so much warmth in my hands ... that I can convert anyones body into Taj Mahal ... and in the same hands I have so much gunpowder ... that they can break the strongest of the forts

Vada Pav is Mumbai's pride ... Bhel Puri, Pani Puri, Sev Puri are the identities of our unity

Mumbai city, the alluring city ... here you'll get a person of every type ... and every person gets screwed in various types of ways

This is Mumbai, here everything is a show which we call showmanship ... it is styling which we call publicity ... and it is making which we call marketing

Let's go to Goa ... it's a great place ... over there we'll drink tequila ... and we'll shake our leg in the disco

There can only be one tiger in a jungle ... and there can only be one successor in a city ... everyone else is just useless

When in Phuket ... just f*ck it

No matter how alien a city is ... you do find someone that is near to you

Here in Melbourne whether one has time for work or not ... but here everyone has time for love

Even if this city sleeps peacefully ... but from today you will never sleep peacefully