Ek kachori, do samosa,
in mardon ka kya bharosa?
Ek kachori, do samosa,
papa par poora bharosa.
Naare lagana aasaan hai. Yeh page un mardon ke naam hai jinhone kabhi naara nahi lagaya, bas roz apna kaam kiya.
Har placard ke peeche ek jawaab likha hai. Tap karke palto.
Inme se koi ek aapki zindagi mein zaroor hai.
Apne joote teen saal chalaye, taaki aapke har saal naye aa sakein.
Ghar mein sabse zyada ladta hai. Bahar sabse pehle wahi khada hota hai.
Minus bees degree mein jaagta hai, taaki desh rajai mein so sake.
EMI ki taareekh yaad rakhta hai, apna janamdin bhool jata hai.
Raat ke do baje phone uthata hai aur bas itna poochta hai: kahan aana hai?
Jinki jeb se har baar aapke liye ek toffee nikalti thi.
Auto wale bhaiya, jo tab tak ruke rahe jab tak aap gate ke andar nahi pahunchi.
Auto ka meter kilometre ginta hai. Yeh meter woh ghante ginta hai jo kisi ne ghar ke liye kaam mein lagaye.
Papa ke liye aksar aapki umar jitne saal.
Papa ne ghar ke liye lagbhag 78,000 ghante kaam kiya.
Seedha hisaab hai: saal × 52 hafte × din × ghante. Yeh ek andaaza hai.
Galat insaan mard bhi hota hai, aurat bhi. Achhe insaan bhi dono mein hain. Ek naare mein poore samaz ko baandh dena kisi ke saath insaaf nahi hai.
Ladkiyon se ek guzarish: jis mard ne aapke liye chupchaap kuch kiya, aaj use bata do.
Ladkon se bhi ek: aise bano ki koi naara aap par fit hi na ho.