“36’s Flow” is a duet by Laddi Chhajla and Jasmeen Akhtar, with lyrics and music from Chhajla. The song stars Laddi Chhajla, Sruishty Mann, and Jasmeen Akhtar. It opens with her warning that she cruises through Sector 36 daily, handling many men like him.
Jasmeen Akhtar’s character references her prestigious MCM college education and Italian shoes to establish her status. Laddi Chhajla counters with descriptions of his agricultural wealth, mentioning a Ford tractor and successful wheat harvests. This exchange creates a direct contrast between urban and rural power.
Dad Deputy Khull Aa PooriMy father is a Deputy, so I have complete freedom
Pahunch Center Tak Ve GoorhiMy connections run deep, right to the capital
Ajj Tak Na Maapeyan GhooriMy parents have never even given me a stern look
Rakh Samjha Ke Akhiyaan NuSo you better keep your eyes in check
Daily 36 Sector Chaaran, Tere Warge 36’an NuI cruise through Sector 36 daily, handling dozens like you
Navein Shor Jihde Tu ChaareinThe new crowd you’re running with
Shaunki Madak Bhannan De SaareThey’re all experts at breaking egos
Jee Nai Launa Fir Tain Naare, Geda La Ta Ik Vaari JeYou won’t have the heart for it, girl, if I even show up once
Haula Banda Naal Na Rakhan, Tu Rakhe Nakhra Bhaari JeI don’t keep weak people around, and you carry so much pride
Jean’an Ghat Suit Vadh Pavaan, Jatta Gloss Dior Di LavaanI wear fewer jeans and more suits, Jatt boy, and the gloss I wear is Dior
Jutti Italy Ton Mangavan, Akh Nere Na Khad’di VeI have my shoes imported from Italy, no one even comes close
Janta Rahe Jihde Piche Larhdi, Jatti MCM Pardi VeI’m the one the public fights over, and this Jatti studies at MCM
Ki Fortuner’an Thar’an, Pindon Aaiye Ban-Ban DaraanWhat are Fortuners and Thars to us? We arrive from the village in grand columns
Shami Milange 8:10,11, Ni Jach-Jach Ke Kharhde AanWe’ll meet in the evening around 8 or 10, standing tall and looking sharp
Jad Pind Ch Bole Paatthi, Ni Odon Ghar Nu Varhde AanWhen the morning prayers begin in the village, that’s when we finally head home
Beeji Kanak Te Jeeri Vaddi, Maare Ford Fukaare MandiWe sow the wheat and harvest the paddy; our Ford roars in the market
Teesi Tak Jave Trolley Ladhi, Bande Nu Banda Ginde NiThe trolley is loaded right to the top, and we treat every man as an equal
Jinne Aaye Te Onay ‘Daaye, Bank’an Vich Maya Chin’de NiWhatever comes our way, we can match it; we don’t bother counting money in banks
Ve Tu Patt Layi Ganne Di Pori, Ki Ghol Peya Geya ChoriYou’ve won over a girl as sweet as sugarcane, I don’t know what potion you used
‘Chhajle’ Gall Kahi Na Morhi, Akdaan Na Kardi Kardi Reh Gayi AanI couldn’t refuse what ‘Chhajla’ said, I tried to stay proud, but I couldn’t
Chal Jidhar Nu Jana Ve Khabbi Seat Te Beh Gayi AanAlright, wherever you’re going, I’ve taken the passenger seat
Main Kiha Chal Jidhar Nu Jana Ve Khabbi Seat Te Beh Gayi AanI said, wherever you’re going, I’ve taken the passenger seat
The song is a contest of pride that moves toward a negotiated truce. Her final decision to take the passenger seat shows she accepts his standing. The lyrics track this back-and-forth until one person successfully proves their value to the other.
