Every heart here is looking for a heart ... it is looking for faithfulness and love ... here lovers are close to their love ... here princes become martyrs for beautiful eyes ... here even the style of giving and taking a heart is brutal ... here the promises are very attractive ... those who make you restless are asking for peace ... this bazar is called Meena Bazar

It is easy to love in Paris ... but it is very hard to get love

The fashion of France and the selection of a girl ... both things put you in a difficult situation

You can come inside the Taj Mahal of my heart ... and you can stand in any corner of that and take a picture

Everybody is somebody in Delhi ... nobody is a nobody

We sent him to America to study ... and he returned as an alien

This city is hell, misery and I am the God of death of this city ... who, where and when has to die ... I will decide that

POK means Pakistan Occupied Kashmir ... you're the one who has occupied ... and we're the owners

I'll hit you in your ear and you'll go fall in Japan

It never laughs and it never cries ... this vagrant city never sleeps

People of Delhi make you go crazy by doing everything more than needed ... they're big scammers ... but they're the best when it comes to friendship

Delhi belongs to the people with a great heart ... and Mumbai belongs to everyone

How strong is this bond of love ... it has stolen my soft body and heart ... go home and look at the mirror ... you look totally lost ... you're my love and I'm your lover ... I'm your Rati and you're my Madan ... neither I'm your love nor Madan ... I'm Lakshman from Raampur

That beautiful night with the fragrance of this city ... I roamed all around the world, but there was nothing like Lucknow

You don't know the people of Bombay ... they'll beat you up and change your design

In this city when you get used to the light ... then you start fearing darkness

The police of America comes to know about a murder after 2 hours ... the police of Russia after 3.5 hours ... and the police of China after 6 hours ... but our police knows about a murder 24 hours in advance ... as to when, where and who will be killed ... and who will be the person who will accomplish this auspicious task

I'm a cheetah from Khemgadh ... and I live off my prey

The neck on which America puts flowers ... the neck on which Russia puts a garland ... you put your hands on that neck?

This is the city of death ... and there is darkness in the streets of this city