In life you can only distribute happiness ... every person has to carry the weight of sorrow by themselves

People who live on the strength of the sword ... one day the same sword will cut their neck

It does not matter if the robbery is for a paisa or lakh rupees ... a robbery, is a robbery

I make the law everyday and break it everyday

Revenge is such an alcohol ... the more older it is, the more its intoxication will be

Running is called youth ... and if you stop then it is called standing water

Law, law, law ... which law ... I am the law for myself

With every click of this trigger there will be a map of death created on your face ... but in which house of this revolver death is ... only the angel of death knows that

Death is one truth which is firm ... no one can run away from it