Tere golden face ki beauty ne,
mere komal heart pe attack kiya,
sabko reject kiya tumko select kiya,
request hai tumse,
ise refuse na karna,
dosti ke is bulb ko kabhi fuse na karna.
Mother: David, come here.
David: Yes, mum.
Mother: You really disappoint me. Your results are getting worse.
David: But I will only get my report book tomorrow.
Mother: I know that, but I''m going Hong Kong tomorrow so I''m scolding you now.
