People who forgive never feel sad

I'm the one who has dreamt about becoming a big person in life ... and hence I'll be the one who pays the price that is needed to fulfill that dream

A mother is one such wealth of this world ... which a person gets only once in his destiny

In this world no one is a boss of anyone and no one is a servant of anyone ... there is only one boss, the God ... and we all are his servants

There is no difference between a prostitute sitting in the market and your people who protect the law ... and if there is a difference then it is only that, she sells her body and they sell their dignity

Unlawful wealth, forceful love and dirty stinky food ... these three things must be treated in one way only ... they must be picked up and thrown in a thrash can

If I shake my collar then dollars will drop ... if I shake my waist then rupees will fall

These talks are not a waste ... they are of waiting, they are of acceptance, they are of sweet sweet love

My mom's milk and the pure water from the river Ganga is flowing in my veins

If a boy and a girl run and hug each other, then let them do it ... let there be slow motion, let there be a sunset, if songs are playing then let them play ... infact I'm saying if they are kissing then let them do it

The school in which you are studying Kindergarten ... I have been the principal of that school

Let's go sweetheart ... let's go and open the shop of love

Everyone wants this just like me ... that someone should come in their life who thinks for them, dreams about them, lives for them and prays for them

I have seen all types of killers in every era ... but friends I am love and I have a long life

The lamp of hope only blows out after the lamp of life blows out

A you upcoming guest of a mortuary

A good looking face is also a bad thing ... whoever looks at it, looks with an evil eye

You people should ask her, ask her beating heart ... ask the ground, ask the sky, ask the wind, ask the atmosphere, ask the darkness, ask the brightness, ask the moon, ask the stars, ask the squall, ask the storm ... ask me, ask my father, ask her, ask her father, ask the four cartoons in my house ... infact I am saying that you should ask these leaves, ask the lights that are behind these leaves, ask this strewn carpet, ask this fallen shelter and broken bamboo ... ask every little thing and every drop how much have I loved her?

This world gives you sorrow, but it doesn't participate in that sorrow ... and in this world just by someone going far away, the love doesn't decrease

Houses made from the soil of this country have broken many a times ... but man made from the soil of this country has never broken