Zyada chalaaki karne ki koshish ki na ... toh aaisa gayab kar doonga pahadon mein ki cheelon ko bhi khabar nahi hogi

Tum itna ooncha kyun bolti ho ... kauve khaye the kya bachpan mein?

Shikaar ke waqt sherni jis zameen par apne khunkhar panje rakhti hai ... us zameen ko bhi uske chalne ka ehsaas nahi hota ... ehsaas tab hota hai jab shikaar kiya hua khoon zameen par bikhar jaata hai

Saanp ka kaata kam se kam mar toh jaata hai ... lekin aurat ka sataya na mar sakta hai, na jee sakta hai

Janam se Haridwar ka panda aur mooh mein murgi ka anda

Ameeron ke joh kutte hote hai na, woh kabhi bhaukte nahi hai ... aur jab woh bhaukna shuru karde toh samjho ki unko time khatam ho gaya

Ghodi aur jawan ladki ki lagaam zara kaske rakhni chahiye

Tu aaisa khatarnak keeda hai joh aurat ki kismat khata hai ... tumhe maarna toh gunah nahi sawab hoga

Jee toh janwar bhi lete hai ... lekin insaan ussi ko kehte hai joh samajhdari se jee sake

Pyar ek aisi cheez hai ... aadmi toh aadmi, janwar bhi dost ban jaata hai

Shera ki suvar ki khopdi mein lomdi ki tarah chalaak dimag hai ... pahad khodkar chuha nikaal leta hai ... kabar khodkar murda nikaal leta hai ... aur aatma ka gala dabakar parmatma ka pata nikaal leta hai

Saanp aur paap hamesha chaap chhod jaate hai

Saanp ko fann uthane se pehle kuchalna, main achchi tarah janta hoon

Tum toh jungle ke junglee janwar ki junglee chokri lagti ho

Politics mein itna keechad hai ki us mein kamal nahi khilte ... sirf keede rhengte hai

Aadmi aur bandar, kitne bhi budha jaaye ... gulati maarna nahi bhoolte

Waqt ek parinda hai ... aur woh us hi ke saath hai joh zinda hai

Politics sher ki sawari hai ... ek baar utar gaye toh jaan se bhi haath dho behetoge

Yeh joh babbar sher hota hai na ... ya toh yeh khud mar jaata hai ya maar deta hai ... magar apna ilaaka nahi chhodta

Sher chahe jitna hi taqatwar kyun na ho ... jhund mein aake jungle ke kutte bhi uska shikaar kar lete hai