The pant of childhood doesn't fit in youth ... and every no ball doesn't have a free hit

A girls slim waist and a boys good luck ... both are dependent on luck

Brother don't make jokes on Sardar and don't consider him a joker

Oh brother do laugh at times

Seeing ice cream in the house ... there is Niagara Falls flowing in my mouth

Be silent my son ... silent

One who hunts in a group is a thug not a tiger ... and if the enemy is strong, then it is great fun to kill him

Without union a love story is not complete ... but the ones that aren't complete, aren't those love stories?

If you don't smoke then you will never get sick ... firstly you will save money and secondly you will have a strong body

Sugarcane from the farms and romantic movies hero Rajesh Khanna ... are never forgotton

I have to separate from you and die ... and I have to experience that in this life itself

Eyeglasses of power and given promises ... once they come along they never go away

The pair of Pathan and Sardar is great ... all others are small small horses

Oh don't remind me of that ... my every part gets romantic

What good is a heart that doesn't beat ... what good is a scarf that doesn't slide ... what good is a warrior that doesn't have any honor ... and what good is a friend who doesn't suffer for a friend

Those who leave Hindustan and come back ... are called as Hindustan Lever by the people of the neighborhood

Even a dog is a tiger in his own house ... but a tiger is a tiger everywhere

Where there is forgiveness there is love ... and where there is love there is God

A for Apple and H for Hen ...Pathan is saying there and then ... do anything but don't mess with Pathan's friend

Lucky are those sons who have a father like that born in their house

Does your family have a ritual to hit?

If you raise your hand on a Sikh's turban ... then the Sikh will kill you

Sometimes there is a question that comes to my heart ... that if there were no Sikhs in this world then what would have happened? ... sorry my friend the world would have been useless without the son of Sikh

A toffee in a old mans mouth and sorry from a guests mouth ... don't look good

Keep some curtains on the eyes, and you may keep love as a balance ... you never give me a phone call, my love atleast give me missed calls

Even if you aren't smart you should talk smartly ... and if you can't talk smartly ... then you should keep quiet

You are a Sikh, and I am a Sikh ... everyone else is useless

Everything that looks useless is not useless ... and every hunger is not satisfied with food

Alcohol is a bloody thing ... if you drink in friendship then it gives a friend ... if you drink in animosity then it kills

Think of the scoundrel and the scoundrel is here

This heart ... beats like a tractors engine