Our elders had saved us once from slavery ... so today will we become slaves once again? ... will we give the operations of our country into the hands of a few corrupt politicians ... whose cars are bullet-proof, clothes are stain-proof, ears are sound-proof and eyes are shame-proof? ... tell me, answer me!

If a tongue in under control then it's called a tongue ... if it becomes uncontrollable then it turns into a blade and tears the body of infallible innocent people

Justice is being sold, faith is being sold ... a market is setup and goods are being sold ... Ravana rules on this land of Lord Ram ... the law is tired, the society is impotent ... on every corner here a human is being sold ... a market is setup and goods are being sold ... somewhere in the name of money, somewhere in the name of votes ... somewhere in the name of holy places, somewhere in the name of religions ... the prices are being set and god is being sold ... a market is setup and goods are being sold ... humanity is being stolen and god is silent ... to erase the growing sins on earth ... why doesn't some giver of death take birth

My rule and your policy ... your politics runs on the union of these two

Truth does bang on the door of your mind but you can't hear the sound of it

Death should be something that the world remembers ... because everyone comes in this world to die

Those who shed their sweat in order to build the destiny of the country ... their children long for food ... and you people who sit on chairs and take the decisions about the destiny of the country ... spend crores of rupees in the weddings of your children ... where does all this money come from?

Even if a crow visits Varanasi, he will still say "kav-kav" only ... he won't say "Ram-Ram"

You fill the glucose made from the poision of politics, religion, caste and language into the veins of people from two different religions ... and then you sit in your mansions and watch the entertainment of the blood bath of people