I'm just a girl ... but with you I feel like a princess

I'm just a girl ... but with you I feel like a princess

Ladki aisi honi chahiye ... thodi si namkeen, thodi si khatti, thodi si meethi ... rang aisa ki chandni ki ujaale mein jaise thoda sa shaam ka andhera shamil ho

A girl should be ... little bit savory, little bit sour, little bit sweet ... and her color should be like, when there is moonlight during dusk time

Hamara yeh bazaar ek kabristan hai ... aaisi auraton ka jinki roohen marr jaati hai ... aur jism zinda rehte hai

Our market is a graveyard ... of women whose souls have died ... but their body is still alive

Ek aurat apne seene mein agar daya aur mamta ka sagar rakhti hai ... toh nafrat ki aaisi aag bhi rakhti hai ... jiski choti si chingaari kisiko bhi jalakar rakh kar sakti hai

If a woman keeps an ocean of compassion and affection in her heart ... then she also keeps the fire of hatred ... and even a small spark of which can burn anyone into ashes

Ladki toh pehda hi hoti hai zulm sehne ke liye

A girl is born to endure injustice

Ye ladki? ... upar upar se, iski packeting phad ke dekho na ... das tagde bande niklenge ander se

She girl? ... only from the outside, when you tear her packaging ... 10 strong men will come from inside

Aaj ke zamane mein mard hona hi ek tragedy hai, tragedy ... apne mummy ke saamne wife se pyar se baat karo toh joru ka ghulam ... wife ke saamne mummy se pyar se baat karo toh maa ke pallu se banda hua ... apne bachon ko maaro toh nirdayi ... aur kuch na kaho toh laparwah ... poore din ghar ke bahar raho toh aawara .. ghar ke andar behto toh naakara ... apni Mrs. se job na karao toh shakki ... aur karvao toh biwi ki kamai khane wala ... yehi ladies ko by mistake haath bhi lag jaye toh hum zalim ... aur yehi ladies apunko peete toh hum nalle

It's a tragedy to be a man in today's world ... if you talk with your wife with love in front of your mother, then you're called a wife's slave ... if you talk with your mother with love in front of your wife, then you're called a mama's boy ... if you beat your kids, then you're called a cruel person ... and if you don't say anything to them, then you're called a careless person ... if you stay all day out of the house, then you're called a vagrant person ... and if you sit in the house all day, then you're called a useless person ... if you don't allow your wife to work, then you're called a suspicious person ... and if you allow your wife to work, then you're called a person who lives on his wife's money ... if you happen to even touch a woman by mistake, then you're called an evil person ... and if a woman beats us, then we're called a weak man

Yeh joh forever wala rishta hota hai na ... yeh tum ladkiyon mein paidahishi hota hai ... sirf sahi bande ki entry ka intezar hota hai

The relationship of forever ... is there in girls right from birth ... only the entry of a right person is needed

Joh bhabhiyon se kare pyar ... woh shaadi se kare hamesha inkaar

The one who loves married women ... he always refuses from getting married

Betiyan gharon mein khushiyan laati hai, pyar laati hai ... lekin apne hisse ki khushi dhoondne ke liye unhe kisi aur ke ghar jaana padta hai

Daughters bring hapiness and love in homes ... but to find their share of happiness they have to go to someone else's house

Koi bhi aadmi kisi aurat ka naam yaad rakhne ke liye ... uske saath raat nahi guzarta hai

No person spends a night with a woman ... to remember her name

Yeh ladkiyan nahi ... yeh toh vanilla ice cream hai

These aren't girls ... they are vanilla ice cream

Logon ke yahan Laajvanti, Gunvanti, Bhagvanti aati hai ... mere yahan Kharchvanti aa gayi hai

In peoples houses wives are called Laajvanti, Gunvanti, Bhagvanti ... but in my place she is called Kharchvanti (big spender)

Apne desh mein ladkiyan kapde utaarkar nahi ... balki pehenkar khoobsurat lagti hai

In our country girls don't look beautiful by removing clothes ... instead they look beautiful by wearing clothes

Aurat chahe maa ho, behen ho ya beti ho ... uske bhagya mein rona hi likha hai ... woh chahe bhagwan ko bhi janam de ... uske naseeb mein aasoon hi aasoon hai

Whether a woman is a mother, a sister or a daughter ... crying is written in her destiny ... and even if she gives birth to god ... she still will have tears in her fate

Kahan hai woh ladki jiske daaman mein mooh chupakar insaan sari duniya ko bhool sake ... kahan hai woh ladki jise dekhkar mann bol uthe, is paar yeh madhu hai, tum ho, us paar na jaane kya hoga ... kahan hai woh ladki jise dekhte hi yeh mehsoos ho, ki jise main janam janam se dhoond raha hoon woh yahi hai ... kahan hai woh ladki jiske baare mein Tagore ne kaha tha, teri neeli aankhen ek gehri jheel ki tarah hai, jee chahta hai main un mein doob doob jaon ... kahan hai woh ladki joh mere saath sagar ki machalti lehron mein kood padegi, kahan hai woh ladki joh mere saath jayegi

Where is that girl in whose scarf a person can hide his face and forget the entire world ... where is that girl seeing whom the heart says, that there is sweetness and you on this side, but who knows what will be there on the other side ... where is that girl seeing whom I feel that, the one who I was searching for since ages is here ... where is that girl for whom Rabindranath Tagore had said that, your blue eyes are like a deep lake, and I wish to drown in that ... where is that girl who will jump with me in crazy waves of the sea, where is that girl who will come with me

Kranti ka rasta aaisi paristitiyon se guzarta hai ... joh striyon ke liye surakshit nahi hai

The path of revolution passes through circumstances ... that are not safe for women

Shaadi woh keemat hai joh ek aadmi sex ke liye chukata hai ... sex woh keemat hai joh ek aurat shaadi ke liye chukati hai

Marriage is the price that a man pays for sex ... and sex is the price that a woman pays for marriage

Ladkiyon ka asli ghar unka mayka nahi ... unka sasural hota hai

The real home of women is their husbands house ... not their parents house

Aurat ka sangharsh uske aasuon se nahi ... uske nischay se hota hai

The battle of a woman is not with her tears ... it is with her decisions