His condition is like this because of drinking rum and whiskey ... his liver has become risky ... it belongs to no one, the greatest of the greats have lost their life due to it ... the one who is drinking please listen, the whiskey is an enemy of your life ... if you don't leave it then you're connecting with the god of death ... recognize your good and bad, listen to elders like me ... this whiskey is very risky, this whiskey is very risky ... the greatest of the greats have lost their life due to it

Yes my heart is saying that I want to write my love from head to toe on your body, which is so fragrant of sandalwood ... my heart is saying that let my drops of dew play a mischief upon your ochered dripping wet lips ... yes my heart is saying that I want to write about my restless condition on the chime of your anklets, on your arms so fragrant of sandalwood ... my heart is saying that I want to caress your tangled hair, I want you mirrored in my eyes resplendent as a bride ... I want to write my desires on this fragrant soil, I want my love etched, etched in

Before I entered the maze who was I and how I was, I won't remember that ... after entering the maze there was only life-threatening proximity between me and the maze, I didn't realize that ... after getting out of the maze even if I'm free, even then the structure of the maze will be unaffected ... whether I die or kill, whether I get killed or take someone's life, that will never be decided ... when a man starts walking after waking up from his sleep, then he can never see the world of dreams again ... in that light which is the light of decision, will everything be equal ... balancing impotence on one side of the scale with manhood on the other, and at the center is a half-truth

Oh my love, I'll tear apart a stone, I'll break all the walls, I'll leave everyone alone ... I'll fight with the storms, but I'll take you to my house and serve you hot tea ... and everyone will be jealous, and will watch each others face ... I'll close the roads and bring a carrot dessert for you

Until when will I complaint about the problems of the world ... when were the ground and the sky not the same ... I say one thing from my mouth and something else comes out from it ... they are said to be my words, but they are not

Let the lines be if they are there, someone must have drawn them in anger ... now let's make that into the court line and come let's play the game of kabaddi ... let the lines be if they are there

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

Who is calling me from the window of your eyes ... the moonlight is giving gestures and the moon is playing the sitaar ... if I do something crazy in this madness then don't blame me ... no one has control in front of this scene

God you are very good, you've made a wonderful thing called woman ... the whole world is swirling since no one has understood her ... and this swirling is everything, rest all comes and goes ... she brought her youth in her hollowed palm, and this fool was singing a poem ... no one has control in front of this scene

I am walking sometimes here, sometimes there ... and walking along with me is the journey of life

What people call India ... it is a lovely country of our dreams ... there is a single sign of many religions here ... this is India, this is India, this is India

Eenie meenie miney mo, eighty ninety let it go, what you did after ninety, was a crime now take the punishment ... eenie meenie miney mo, the punishment is over now do the crime

We don't want to attack on the bodies of our enemies ... we want to take a good aim and attack on their hearts ... they will have to bow down in front of our insistence on truth ... and they will leave India when they become helpless and powerless

It's nothing but yet it's everything ... paper is such an unique thing ... boats are made from paper in the rains ... fire is made from paper in the winter ... kites made from paper fly in the sky ... the entire world is fighting for paper

A moonlit evening with fragrance has come alone ... the story of love has come down on earth ... when he touched the bindi on my forehead then I felt that ... my destiny lines have been stamped on his palms ... half the night is yours, half the moon is mine ... what a beautiful poetry has been recited by time

What kind of era is this ... everyone is a stranger ... there is a curtain on every eye ... there is a lock on every lip ... but in this era there might be someone who is the messenger of God ... he won't be selfish, he won't be unsympathetic ... he will raise his voice against injustice ... that person is somewhere here, that person is somewhere here

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

Those who feel the pain can cry ... even teardrops of a stranger can moisten us ... smart people can't sleep on flowers ... crazy lovers can even sleep on thorns

This world is a game of a street performer, of smartness, of advertency ... look the drums of sadness play a nice tune with the flute of life ... so tell me you street performer why are you impersonating ... it's because I need to feed my stomach

I'm a bird ... who flies small flights ... a bird looking for reasons to fly ... I'm a bird ... a bird who is telling a strange story of destiny ... a bird who is telling the story about cutting her own wings with her own hands ... a bird who shows a different reflection of the situation ... a bird who is telling a story about a bird ... I'm a bird