Food and drinks Dialogues

Bata kya lega ... thanda, chai garam ... Bacardi, beer, rum

Tell me what will you have ... cold drink, hot tea ... Bacardi, beer, or rum

Gin aur Coca-Cola peekar Sharafat bola ... roz raat ko humne ek naya dhakan khola

Mr. Sharafat said after drinking gin and Coca-Cola ... that every night we open one new lid

Sharaab ki botal pe agar main label ki tarah chipak gaya hoon ... toh is label ko chipkane waale aap hai

If I am stuck as a label on an alcohol bottle ... then you are the person who stuck this label

Ek laawaris ko roti ki bheek di jaati hai pyar ki nahi ... usse zillat milti hai lekin apni sachai ko badalne ka mauka nahi milta

A derelict can be given food if he begs but not love ... he gets humiliation but not a chance to change his truth

Time time ki baat hai, kabhi din hai kabhi raat hai ... khatam ho jaye joh coffee ke bina, woh mulaqat koi mulaqat hai

Things change from time to time, it's day at times and it's night at times ... a meeting that ends without coffee, is not a meeting at all

Bread ka baadshah aur omelet ka raja ... Bajaj ... hamara Bajaj

The Mogul of bread and the King of omelet ... Bajaj ... our Bajaj

Adrak ho gaya yeh aadmi ... kahin se bhi badh raha hai

This man has turned into ginger ... he is growing from anywhere

Saala jisne daru banaya hai uska putla banana chahiye

We should make a statue of the person who invented alcohol

Shudh shakahari, dal bhaat tarkaari ... sab maal sarkari

It's pure vegeterian, lentil soup and rice ... and it everything belongs to the government

Yeh raajneeti ke chakkar toh bas do kisam ke logon ko raas aate hai ... ek toh woh jinke ghar khane peene ki fikar na ho ... aur doosre woh jinke ghar khane peene ko kuch na ho

Politics only works for two kinds of people ... first those who don't have to worry about food in their house ... and second those who have nothing to eat in their house

Thanda peeke jao bahut garam ho gayi ho

You have become very hot, drink a cold drink and go

Girlfriend pehle pehle malai jaisi lagti hai ... phir dheere dheere cholesterol jaisa feel deti hai ... and finally seedhe heart attack

Initially the girlfriend looks like cream ... then slowly slowly gives the feel like cholesterol ... and finally direct heart attack

Doodh phatne ka gham woh manata hai jisse paneer banana nahi aata

A person who becomes sad when milk goes sour, is someone who doesn't know how to make cottage cheese

Gabrana mat ab main loogna iski jaan ... isse gilori banake khaonga jaise ho Banarasi paan

Don't worry now I'll take his life ... I'll make him into prepared betel nut and eat him as if it's a betel leaf from Banaras

Bhindi sa shareer lekar Undertaker ki diet follow kar rahi hai yeh toh

She has a body like okra but she follows the diet of Undertaker

Shakahari bhojan khane se dil, dimaag aur aatma teeno shaant rehte hai

By eating vegetarian food your heart, mind and soul all three remain at peace

Ek tha raja ek thi rani ... dono mar gaye khatam kahani ... main drink la raha hoon ... tu la thanda pani

There was a king and a queen ... both of them died and hence the story ended ... I'm getting the drink ... you get cold water

Main madira nahi peeti ji

I don't drink alcohol

Kya cheez hai Mumbai, aamchi Mumbai ... woh vada pav ki chutney, woh Mahim ki phirni, woh local train ke dhakke, woh signal pe chakke ... woh traffic, woh kooda, woh kachra, woh auto taxi ka nakhra ... woh machi waali ka jhagda, woh bhel, woh pani-puri, woh ragda ... woh Wadala, woh Chakala, woh Bandra, kahin Sakku bai toh kahin Sandra ... woh aunty ka adda, saala main road pe hich khadda ... yaar jaisa bhi hai ... aamchi Mumbai toh aamchi hai yaar

What a great place Mumbai is, our Mumbai ... the chutney of vada pav, the phirni (sweet) of Mahim, the pushing in the local trains, the eunuchs at a traffic signal ... the traffic, the garbage, the trash, the tantrums of rickshaw and taxi ... the fight with the fish lady, the bhel, the pani-puri, the ragda ... places like Wadala, Chakala, Bandra, somewhere there is the maid Sakku and somewhere there is Sandra ... the aunt's location, bloody the pothole on the main road ... my friend however it is ... our Mumbai is our own

Aaj kal achche chawal ki tarah ... achche ladke bhi black mein milte hai

Just like good rice today ... you get good guys in the black market as well