At every turn I found thousands of people who share my pain ... may there are a lot of actors in my colony

Whether the secret is about the husband or the wife ... it is greatness if it opens up between them ... and it is betrayal if it is hidden

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

I spent all my life in earning money ... and later this bloody money became like my enemy

She hunted me, she broke my heart into pieces ... I did a mistake by falling in love with a girl

This is whiskey ... the one who drinks it a lot ... his life then leaves the world

The greed of money has punctured the tire of your brain ... and removed the air of sense from inside

She lives by looking at me ... I drink looking at her ... this is not the string of my pant ... it is the story of my torn shoes