Job seekers, please contact me, I have a job for you to save the earth.
From the depths of my brain thoughts are outflows to convert into scientific forms.
Mother! Believe me, this word is more sacred than the name of Lord Ram.
Prove I am wrong, I will leave this earth.
Woman! She's mother, she's daughter, she's sister; she's a unique creation of God; her womb is also root cause of mankind; her shadow provides gallantry; her affection heals life into the languid body...
I have a repository of knowledge, but I have no money, it means I have no respect.
Fighting with the pain I made him my friend.
I'm dancing when the clouds start crying.
Stand behind my brain if you want to be rich.
Without money the flute of life is also heard unturned.
The money is the only source of smile for the poor.
Without the money your life is like a colorless painting.
I have lost my smile inside the dim nature of people.
My madness is instigating me to join the club of billionaires.
Nature is the my best teacher.
I am that person in front of whom the most difficult conditions of life are lost.
A path is scattered with billions money and I'm walking towards the path, I don't know what is right and what is wrong, I know only one thing and that is to achieve my goal.
The festivals can not stop my path of walk; for me, every day is a day of war, is a day of struggle, is a day of work.
You have made a heaven across the impassable sky, but the planet Earth where you live have made her worse than hell. Are you humans stupid?
God is also born again and again on this earth to enjoy the childhood.