In life no one loves less ... it's just that our hopes keep increasing

The land is crying, the sky is crying ... this is nonsense, what's going on?

When I'm good, I'm good ... when I'm bad, I'm better

Now the world of lovers will get destroyed ... when this MMS (video message) will reach every house

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

The more you doubt life ... the more life will trouble you

Just like an uninvited guest in a wedding ... don't lose your life in an unwanted shootout

The fair's of life will not reduce in the world ... but of course we won't be there, almost we won't be there, at the most we won't be there

I loved you, and your father beat me up ... and Bournvita gives you strength for the body and the heart

Here, hold the alcohol bottle ... take two sips and you'll see Menaka and Rambha

If Majnu and Romeo had to find a job ... then they would have realized that loving is more easy ... and finding a job is very difficult

Dushasan was in big problem after pulling Draupadi's saree ... and Parag saree is the best amongst the saree's

Is this a wedding going on or a TV serial about mother-in-law and daughter-in-law ... it's just not ending

I'm Anna ... and I'm alert 24 hours!

Your humour is good ... but add some sense to it then it will become sense of humour

The soul flew off leaving the old body ... oh sister your brother-in-law is crazy, he keeps on flirting with women

She asked to give her a phone call ... and I said who am I to you?

Luca is good, Luca is bad, Luca is not ugly ... and he remembers all the old things

When did I say that I'm Ram ... I'm a common man in the middle of everything