At the meeting you behaves exactly as Marathi novelists of the last century tell is husbands do in sari shops.

That you should not be here when something we've both wanted happens is no new thing for me. Today too, as always, you're not here.

Dealing with pain for surviving on this thirsty concrete.

Nobody cares if I die for fighting Marathi breed.

A bird who wants to fly high will never frighten of sky.

Whatever happens, happens for the best.' That's how any domestic counselling starts in a Marathi family. Everyone in every family has an inner psychiatrist who rises to the occasion with some home-made mottos, a few lines from Jagjit Singh ghazal. An older generation may quote Tukaram but underlying all this is the bedrock phase: Whatever happens, happens for the best.

If thousands of Marathi people follow me that means they want revolution on Marathi land.

When I look to my past I'm not believe in god but for future god is hope.