Chaahat Page #4

have 55% of profits.

- Ah, yes?

- Yes

But if you want, he will not have to

give me a dime.

- Really?

- Yes, really.

Come to my bungalow tonight.

'll Talk in a more relaxed atmosphere.

- Excuse me.

- Oh! Clear.

Mr. Singh, I have something important

to talk to you, give me a minute.

We can talk about that later.

First we enjoy the night.

No, it's very important, we have to solve

now.

We have to solve it now.

- Very important.

- Come.

Hey, Narang.

Why did you bring me to this place

dirty to talk about things?

As is the man, just

mode is the place.

What did you say? You are insulting me?

Do not insult, I brought you to hit.

What did you tell my sister?

Do you offended by that?

I was kidding.

Joking?

My sister

no one has the right to joke, understand?

And a man like you even

allowed to talk to her.

- Police.

- Police?

Do not call the police.

Police here will not make any difference.

Get up and dress up.

You are reeking.

The stench was.

Comb your hair before

out of here.

And never forget that the money you used ..

..to Buy votes to become Minister ..

..ese Money is mine.

If I could buy

Minister's chair, I can also take it away.

Take, clean your face.

Accommodate your shirt and Light yourself the

buttons.

Ram Singh, call my security

to arrest this man!

- What do you do, Mr. Singh?

- Call security!

That arrest this man!

- The hit me!

- You drunk, get up.

What are you doing, sir?

What is my friend does not mean that

should bear all this.

What are you saying?

- What are you talking about?

- I was severely beaten!

That's a crime!

Come back to your senses!

If you do not care reputation,

at least respect my party.

You gave me up, damn you!

Do not let you live!

He is not well. Take him, please.

I'm not drunk!

Our country has a bad reputation by

ministers like him.

Hey, where are you going? I was not ashamed.

The party still not finished. By

Please sit in their places.

Nobody anger.

Today is the birthday of my sister.

Please enjoy.

Why music stopped?

Play music.

Oh, loneliness of the heart, oh.

I make the solitude of my heart

my voice.

When pain crosses his limits,

then I start to sing.

When pain crosses his limits,

then I start to sing.

I make the solitude of my heart

my voice.

When pain crosses his limits,

then I start to sing.

When pain crosses his limits,

then I start to sing.

Yes, singing.

Yes, singing.

I came to your city bringing me

fidelity.

Still in bankruptcy, I came with

a style like a rich man.

Still in bankruptcy, I came with

a style like a rich man.

Oh, those I like, oh ..

..aquellos Like I do mine.

When pain crosses his limits,

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