It is snowing and there is no drink in my hand ... make me drink ... I have nothing to do

You won't die ... you will rot!

Am I the bell in the temple that anyones comes and hits me

The name of a common man comes only twice ... once on his wedding card using his father's money ... and second after he dies, for free in the newspaper

Who did this mischief ... who is Mr. Ganguly in between us?

When a pizza is broken into slices then the stomach fills up ... and when love is broken into pieces then the lover dies

Now that your work is done you don't even recognize me ... you've got the girl, so you don't even know me

The way God spins the wheel of destiny is strange ... it turns a king into a beggar and it puts the crown on the head of a beggar

You ate in Mumbai, you drank in Mumbai, you woke up in Mumbai, you slept in Mumbai ... and your heart was not sad for once, when you were complaining about Vada Pav

Why did your face turn from a football into a tennis ball?

Hey you Brian Lara ... go away from here

Here on the road you'll get money if you beg, you'll also find a girl ... but you won't find a job

Tonight he's got married and in some time he will start his honeymoon ... and that to from night until afternoon

The weather of London and the girls of London cannot be trusted ... they change their colours anytime

The land is crying, the sky is crying ... this is nonsense, what's going on?

I'm a failure in stichting men's clothes ... that's why I'm a ladies tailor

If I feel hungry then I'll climb on a mango tree and eat mangoes ... if I feel thirsty then I'll drink water from the well ... if I feel sleepy then I'll sleep under the fig tree ... and if I miss you then I'll cry when I'm alone

Love has crippled Mr. Thappa ... or else even he would have done disco and bhangra

Adam and Even started fashion

Now the world of lovers will get destroyed ... when this MMS (video message) will reach every house