Pata Nahi Rabb Kehdeyan Rangan Ch Raazi

I'm a writer. I'll write something for sure.

There's an ocean of emotion inside me.

I'll surely express some if not more.

There's so much in this world.

Yet Alexandra left empty-handed.

There's so much in this world.

Yet Alexandra left empty-handed.

The one who conquered the world...

Lost his last battle.

Only He knows...

Only He knows...

Only He knows what He does.

We don't know...

We don't know what pleases Him.

We don't know what pleases Him.

Some have sons. Some don't even have daughters.

Some have palaces. Some don't even own a hut.

Some have sons. Some don't even have daughters.

Some have palaces. Some don't even own a hut.

Some know their destination.

Some don't even know which path to take.

Which path to take.

Many a time, the boat sinks...

Many a time, the boat sinks near the shore.

Only He knows...

Only He knows...

Only He knows what He does.

We don't know...

We don't know what pleases Him.

We don't know what pleases Him.

We don't know what pleases Him.

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Some have sons.

While some don't even have daughters.

Some have palaces.

Some don't even own a hut.

Some know their destination.

Some don't even know which path to take.

Many a time, the boat sinks near the shore.

Only He knows what He does.

We don't know what pleases Him.

God has many facets.

Whether we like it or not, we have to do what He wants.

We have to follow the path He has chosen for us.

Happiness is also a part of it.

It spreads from one face to a million.

Happiness also means a Punjabi girl.

With a move...

With a move...

With a move I can shake the world.

With a move I can shake the world.

I can make the world dance to my tunes.

I can make the world dance to my tunes.

I can make everyone dance.

I can bring a party to life.

I am a girl from Punjab.

I am a girl from Punjab.

I am a girl from Punjab.

I am a girl from Punjab.

No one can catch me.

No one can catch me.

I can make the world dance to my tunes.

I can make everyone dance.

I am a girl from Punjab.

I am a girl from Punjab.

I am a girl from Punjab.

I am a girl from Punjab.

Every young man asks for my name.

He asks everyone where I stay.

Every young man asks for my name.

He asks everyone where I stay.

Every young man asks for my name.

He asks everyone where I stay.

I spread love wherever I go.

I spread love wherever I go.

I can make everyone dance.

I can bring a party to life.

I am a girl from Punjab.

I am a girl from Punjab.

I am a girl from Punjab.

I am a girl from Punjab.

With a move I can shake the world.

Everyone wants a place in my heart.

Everyone wants to play with my hair.

Everyone wants a place in my heart.

Everyone wants to play with my hair.

Everyone wants a place in my heart.

Everyone wants to play with my hair.

I don't let anyone hold my hand.

I don't let anyone hold my hand.

I can make the world dance to my tunes.

I am a girl from Punjab.

I am a girl from Punjab.

I am a girl from Punjab.

She is a girl from Punjab.

She is a young bud.

Harman Singh, Simran is great.

She rocked the stage with her dance.

Everywhere you looked you could only see Simran.

Let me tell you, Simran is the best of the best.

I wonder who will be the lucky one.

You?

I'll tell you.

Harman, who else.

You know, she is the daughter of the richest businessman...

...of our city, Mr. Mahinder Singh.

She must be receiving best proposals from world over.

Harman, one should also take into consideration his status.

We are ordinary kids of ordinary parents.

I am Sikander.

All lover boys bow before me.

No ordinary people.

We are special and rare.

Let me tell you, love is the greatest power.

Nothing can stand before love. Neither wealth nor money.

If Harman's love is true, Simran will one day come to him.

I... have never been able to forget that day.

The day when I saw Simran for the first time.

I was in the library and she was just entering it.

Wherever I look...

...I see you.

I always think about you.

You dwell in my breath.

Not even for a moment...

...I can stay away from you.

You are my dawn.

You are my dusk.

All my life...

My life is dedicated to you.

Beautiful...

Damsel...

Beautiful...

Damsel...

I just kept staring at her.

Damsel...

Hello. Where to?

What are you thinking about?

Nothing. - Something for sure.

Here you go, Sikander.

Let's park the bike here. I will walk you home.

My home, brother?

It's just a small hut.

The real home has been built by the NRI.

What marble!

If you slip, you will get right inside.

I stealthily went inside and had a look.

Their washrooms are better than our bedrooms.

I wonder from where he made all that money.

Hey.

I have built these bedrooms and bathrooms for myself.

For you, I have built this.

They don't belong anywhere.

They are neither players nor jugglers nor wanderers.

They stop here and start their act. Before my palace.

Not your fault, brother.

Rich always find the poor man's intent bad.

And... - Stop it.

Hello. We look at you as well.

If our intentions are that bad...

...then you would have gone bust long bad.

You don't know me.

I am Sikander. All lover boys bow before me.

What you say doesn't make me laugh.

I don't laugh at Russell Peter and Jim Carey either.

Take your wreck and move.

Come on, get going.

Move this wreck?

This is my buddy's bike.

Get go! - What do you think of yourself?

I'll buy your bungalow someday.

Forget it, Sikander.

Why are you talking to such a man?

Let his bungalow go to hell.

And don't forget where we stand.

We are talking about bungalows...

...whereas we cannot even take care of our small homes.

Karam Singh, you are not keeping well these days.

We don't like coming to your house everyday for money.

But what can we do? A loan is a loan, after all.

And as they say the one who owes can go to sleep...

...but the interest never sleeps.

Hence we think we should do something...

...which gives us our money back...

...and you too get some money.

Right. - What are you talking about, Mr. Lala?

Come, son. Come in.

How's your education going on?

You shouldn't pay much attention to my education.

Tell me what were you talking about.

Look, son, you study in a college.

You will study and become an officer.

What do you have to do with farms and farming?

Heed my advice and sell your land.

Are you done?

Thank you very much for your advice.

But we don't want to sell our land. Goodbye.

Son, you shouldn't take such decisions in a hurry.

Take your time and think over it.

Calm down and think.

You will benefit by selling this land.