The rickshaw on the right has street poetry on love, trust, doubt, prayer and jealousy. There is a sale/discount incentive on the left. As a mark of respect, the Ustads (mentors who must have coached the driver or helped him procure the rickshaw are also mentioned on the bottom left and bottom right).
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And now the lines —-
Tu lang ja sadi kher ay
Pass by, I can wait
Zid na kar RANA aap bara ziddi ay
Don’t be obstinate, the driver is also a nut
Pass ker ya bardasht ker
Either pass me or tolerate me
Sawari labby na labby speed ek so nabby
Whether I have a client or not, I shall [over] speed
Jinnay maa nu staya onny raksha chalaya
The one who was rude to mother, ends up driving a rickshaw
Chal pagli sajan ke des
Dear girl, move to your lover’s kingdom
Lag gai tay rozi na lagi tay roza
If I get work there will be work, if not then I shall be fasting
Fasla rakhen nahi to pyar ho jayega
If you don’t keep distance, we might fall in love