I will come to your door multiple times ... and I will ring the bell and run away

Hey remove rain clouds ... eat, scratch, turn of the light and sleep you tiny little one ... the aunty standing in the market is ringing the bell again and again ... now turn your butt and move towards the west ... that's enough get lost, go, and be smart ok?

If its a wrong number then why do you pick it up?

My hand has started to pain remembering you

Hmmm, who said that?

Your are our own kid ... I will drink an extra peg at your funeral ... but bloody I will kill you for sure

Wherever we people stand ... the station starts from there

It seems there is a pickle of an old song added in your thoughts

Playing with toys ... turns kids into youth

You look very cool to me ... and you are so hot also

A mosquito dies from a persons hands ... whose blood he drinks

Whatever you earn in a year ... powder and soap of that much amount is used ... to wash the floors of my mansion

Do you have a calendar in your house ... look at the year of 1997 carefully, because you won't be able to see 1998

Until when will you wriggle me being so angry ... I am Rajan Chaurasia with cameraman Yogesh ... from Aaj Tak (news channel)

Even I myself don't know ... how much of a scoundrel I am

Fifty miles away in a village when a father is awake in the night ... then the son says to him - "sleep or else one more like me will come"

From the top they are like we are together ... and from inside they are like who are you

Big things are done by items small in size

When the hearts breaks it directly affects the mind

I only hug people ... I don't tie them to my neck