One friend was beaten by another friend ... oh Miss, it is the strength of the body and the strength of the heart

Your smile keeps my breath going ... even if my breaths stop, then to keep your smile going

I had not thought that even this consequence will come in love ... that you will cry and my heart will feel satisfied

Hearts should not connect when the eyes connect ... and the start should never be made the end

Sometimes full, sometimes half, sometimes I also drink a quarter ... if it's free, then I can drink the whole pot also

Sometimes in love there comes a condition where ... the health gets more worse when it is pacified

Meena, what not did I become in your love ... sometimes a dog, sometimes a scoundrel

Whatever I'll say, I'll say the truth ... you are going far away, but I will stay in touch

Early to bed and early to rise ... makes a man strong and oversmart

What is this heart, you may take my life ... but for once you listen to me ... you have to keep coming in this gathering ... so carefully recognize these walls and doors

He is seeing a star during the day ... what a tight slap you gave him

I am the sea, and I know my talent ... whichever way I start going, the path will be made by itself

Let this night pass by, I will get your intoxication down ... I will hit such that your youth will forget to love ... if I hit you in the dark then I will be called a coward ... so suffer the night, because the first ray of sunlight will kill you

Give sunlight to my mornings ... give moonlight to my evenings ... and you give me my life

Try as much as you can with your luck ... but it is my habit to stop my enemy

Are you the full moon or the sun ... whatever you are, I swear to God, you are stupendous

Keep some curtains on the eyes, and you may keep love as a balance ... you never give me a phone call, my love atleast give me missed calls

A gust of wind blew and a flower broke from its stalk ... neither of the wind nor of the garden, whose mistake is this

Those who have innocent faces are like executioners ... no one wants to love the dishonest people, no one wants to trust a beautiful body

If the axe didn't have the handle of wood ... then there would have been no way to cut the wood