Long live, down down ... Hyderabad, Ahmedabad ... with these slogans a poor man will get destroyed

There is a lot in India that you don't have in America ... it's just that people like us aren't able to see it

I'll make a phone call to America and get the dollars ... dollars, dollars, dollars

A goon was caught in Bijnor ... I'm surprised that a goon was caught in this era

(What gift will you give me?) - The heart from Delhi, the romance from Mumbai, the affection from Chennai and the love from Punjab

This is a city not a village ... here barbaric people are not killed with courage like a tiger, they are killed using a hunters net

This is not Delhi's parliament, this is my parliament ... here only that person will speak, whom I ask the question

If Taj Mahal is the icon of love ... then India is the story of your father

The enjoyment that you can get in Varanasi ... you won't get that in Paris and neither in the Far East

A camel can survive in Rajasthan, but not a lie

You won't find this sweet in entire Delhi ... but in this sweet you'll definitely find the entire Delhi

Cities can be small ... but not dreams

I spend half my life on the roads of Mumbai ... my average commuting time is more than a Mumbai Dubai flight ... and with full turbulence

When the sun closes his eyes, then Mumbai adorns and comes out ... Mumbai at times is confusing, at times it's stumbling, at times it gets up ... at times Mumbai is a slap from a father, at times it's the lap of a mother ... Mumbai is a maze of tight streets, and sometimes it's like a vast spread ocean ... Mumbai is a trunk of disguises that change every moment ... Mumbai is the hope for the eyes filled with dreams, for nomads without a house, for lovers lost in love ... at times it's cruel and at times it's affectionate ... Mumbai runs all the time on its legs ... if you believe in Mumbai then it's a magical city, if you don't believe in Mumbai then it's a city of stones

The height this city has above the ground ... it is that much deeper beneath the ground as well

It's more difficult to win over someone's heart rather than winning over Delhi (the government)

Rise up the youth of the country, let's tie a shroud on our head ... rise from the south, rise from the rivers of Ganga and Jamuna ... rise from the heart of Punjab, rise from the banks of Satluj ... and shout that we are one, we are one, we are one

There was lightning in Musharabad and the house got burnt in Moradabad

By birth you're a pandit from Haridwar and you have an egg of a chicken in your mouth

This city doesn't know against whom is it standing ... Barkhi has got a holiday, and now this city is going to change