Until now my mouth was asking you the question ... but now your mouth will give the answer and my revenge will ask the question

In Mumbai one should not wait for a bus or a girl ... who knows when they'll come ... or may be whether they'll even come or not

I don't love gold and silver ... I love those hands who can earn to feed food twice a day ... whom the world knows because of their hard work and their own name ... and who don't have an famous stamp of their father on their back