Father: Raat ko tum peekar room me gir gaye the.
Son: kya batau papa sab galat sangat ki wajah se hua.
4 dost, 4 bottle aur... saala peene wala sirf ek.
Ali : Mama main bara hoke Pilot banonga
Mamma : Beta mujhay kaise pata chalega ke ye mere betay ka jahaz hai?
Ali : Guzarte waqt apnay gher per Gola phaink dia karonga.
Ur like a target dat I always try 2 aim at. How I wish I cud aim u at d heart. But evrytime I fail, I fil so sad. U know y? Its bcoz I always end up missin u.