 Namaskar, Namaskaram, Sat Sri Kalsala, alaikum to all of you. 45 years of singing and to be able to say it's like just yesterday that I started. Inc has inspired so many people, it inspired me as well and I just so every time I come for this and I want to say that 45 years of singing and perhaps 67 years actually of being in music because that's as long as I've breathed and that's a long, long time for those of you who are calculating. Thanks. Actually through my show normally I keep saying 45 years of singing, 45 years of singing and I always say to the audience, I'm sure all of you must be saying, kittani umar hogi iski which means God knows how old she is. So I put them at ease and say I'm 67. It's music, it heals, it's for all seasons, every kind of season you'll find some kind of song coming up, isn't it? It's also for patriotism, it's also for victory, it's also for liberty, it's also for freedom. Why so much time to fight and hate when there's so little time to love? So I'm going to sing you a song now. Do you like my sari? Really? So ink saw me and ink gave me skyfall in a sari. Ink will now give me guitar in a sari. It's one of the first songs I ever sang in my life and never ever thought that it would be so relevant even today. Now in this country to vote, so I wrote me a song about a wide-winged dove, a toy gun for Christmas in place of love. I hear children yell with their hands on the gun, I'm better than you, cause I've got one. My playmates respect me, my mommy does too. She bought it for me to shoot whatever I choose. Sometimes I wish this gun it was real, but I can't pretend that it's made out of steel. Bullets and powder and a trigger to pull, the night be grown up like the rest of the world. Just a toy, just a toy, just a toy, just a toy, just a toy, just a toy. I still want just a toy to join the army and vote someday. Like my mommy, my country will give me a gun to use as I did my old toy. To kill, you learn it as you live and you live as you will. So buy your kids a toy gun and they will have a right to shoot mankind and the dove that flies. Out of this country is mixed with tears. It's going round the bend for hundreds of years. If that's the way you want it, then that's the way it is. Because the world's what we made it and we made it blood red. Just a toy, just a toy, just a toy, just a toy, just a toy, just a toy. It's true isn't it? It's what we teach our children. And it all starts right there by buying them toy guns. The song made such an impact on me 45 years, 46 years ago. Never bought any child that I know leave alone my own children a toy gun. Listen on. Daddy, oh daddy, please buy me some love. I dreamed last night I killed a white wing duck. Everything was dead except for three things. It was me, my gun and my dog on dream. In my dream the dove she tried to fly. My toy gun killed her and I watched her die. Then the wind sang a song like a tear from above. Your daddy cannot buy back the white wing duck. Just a toy, just a toy, just a toy, just a toy, just a toy, just a steal one.