When in the Rome ... do the Romans

Is shehar par aaisa qahar bankar gir ... ki insaan toh kya ... is shehar ka zara zara us qahar se kaanp uthte, gabrakar chilla uthte

Badhe sheharon mein logon ke ghar hi nahi ... dil bhi bahut chote hote hai

Duniya ki har jagah mohabbat ki nigahon mein pyari hoti hai

Mumbai ko koi nahi khareed sakta ... Mumbai sabko khareed leti hai aur apna kaam nikaalkar kisi raddi waale ki dukaan mein phek deti hai

Is Bambai shehar mein jhagda karne se sar phoote na phoote ... lekin mohabbat karne se dil tootne ka guarantee

Yeh shehar ab jungle ban gaye hai ... yahan din ko insaan aur raat ko shaitaan ghumte hai

Dilli ki ladki hoon ... dhakke aur ragad ke beech ka farak jaanti hoon

Shehar mein shanti aur nagriko ki hifasat karna mera farz hai ... yahi meri duty aur yahi mujhpar meri vardi ka karz hai

Tumhari territory sirf char foot ki hai, joh is shehar se shuru ho karke issi shehar mein dum todh deti hai ... lekin hum army waalon ki territory Himalaya ki bulandi se shuru hokar Ganga sagar ki kok tak jati hai

Yeh Mumbai hai, yahan har cheez dikhawa hai jise hum showmanship kehte hai ... sajawat hai jise hum publicity kehte hai ... aur banawat hai jise hum marketing kehte hai

(Kaa kare feelings hi nahi aa rahe?) - Tum aankh band karo aur Burj Khalifa ke bare mein socho ... feelings apne aap aa jayegi

Switzerland jaane wala tujhe Shahabad mein hi hazaron mil jayenge aur desh mein karodon ... lekin sirf gyarah pagal honge jinka kisi ladki ko dekhke goal se dhayan nahi bhatkega ... kyun ki woh kisi pool ya gaadi ke liye goal nahi maar rahe hai ... India ke liye goal maar rahe hai

Delhi ke ladkon ke baare mein na zyada sochna nahi chahiye ... faltu mein expectations badh jaati hai

Jungle mein sirf ek sher hota hai ... aur shehar mein sirf ek khalifa ... baki joh hote hai woh sirf hote hai

Bambai mein bus ki aur chokariya ki intezar nahi karni chahiye ... pati nahi kab aa jaye ... aaye aaye nahi aaye

Jawan beti ka baap Taj Mahal ke chaukidaar ki tarah hota hai ... usko hamesha darr laga rehta hai ke kisi gande aadmi ke haath se Taj Mahal ganda na ho jaye

Maine kya kya sapne dekhe the ... byah karke honeymoon karne Switzerland jaonga ... lekin ab toh zindagi mein na switzer hai, na land hai, na honey hai, na moon hai

Neki aur badi mein, haiwaniyat aur insaaniyat mein, kehar aur Kashmir mein kya zinda rahe ... yeh tumhe tay karna hai ... sirf tumhe

Mumbai ki gardan marodhte hi ... poore India ki cheenkh nikalegi