No matter how much milk you feed to a snakelet ... he always stays under the arm

In the heat, hot tea brings coolness

Even today the veins of a lot of police officers ... smell of the alcohol they drank with the Englishmen

The mixture of milk and water, like that of Ganga Jamuna ... you'll get only here after Allahabad

Making a cup of tea is not your cup of tea

Eat a little, throw a little

There are two ways to get the truth out ... one is third degree torture and second is rum

You're a bottle of bourbon and I'm your happy hour ... you're Saturday night and I'm the Sunday newspaper ... you're the loved queen and I'm like the superhit movie Deewaar of Amitabh Bachchan ... hold my hand darling, as you're a liar and I'm a sly

(What is a teacher for you?) - The one who turns others into a chicken but himself gives an egg like zero

She has a body like okra but she follows the diet of Undertaker

Is this a paan or Japan ... it's so small

When the flour mill of bread crushes you ... then it crushes your values and principles first

Life without self-respect and flatbread without yogurt ... don't go well

This evening is awesome ... as a young woman is sitting in front of me ... and she's feeding me a drink with her own hands

The gathering of men was left waving their hands ... but the season of union never came ... Ragini handled the hunger of her youth ... but her dad didn't let her eat even one banana ... forget a banana, she didn't even get one cucumber ... and neither did she play catch me, in any man's arms

These capitalists have turned the status of the law as that of a blind man ... who needs the bread of evidence to fill his stomach ... even if it is made from the dough of sins and cooked in the oven of crime

If you're Shanaya then I'm radish ... if you're a kite then I'm your solar cell ... if you're a bull then I'm your bell

Not with soda, neither with water ... I'll drink with my queen

Death is the other side of every picture of life ... if you have done good deeds then you get a good death ... it slides down the throat like water ... and if you have done bad deeds then you also get a bad death ... it gets stuck in the throat like a dry piece of bread ... it doesn't go down

When water can rise without whiskey ... then think how much can the whiskey intoxicate without water