Their end will be as you want ... but it will happen as I want

One day I will lower your voice ... someone who roars like a tiger ... will talk like a cat

To keep your pride alive ... don't tie any fort of animosity on our innocent love ... the foundation of which you have to lay on the rivers of blood

For once the lightning that falls from the sky can go back ... a storm can change its path ... but the decision made by Sher Khan will never change

Sher Khan is the name of a mountain ... and a mountain doesn't go to anyone ... and neither does it bow down in front of anyone

Don't blow the embers of hatred hidden in my heart ... or else you will you burn into ashes in this fire

If people who play with swords play with pearls ... then their strength gets rusted

When you turn 55 years old as me ... then you won't ask such a childish question

Those who know how to drink blood ... they can drink tears also

The relations of a daughter are not like toys made from glass ... which can be broken and thrown out of the house, once you are done with it

Sher Khan is that diamond, which is like a necklace when he hangs on your neck ... and like a sword when he comes down from the neck

First burn the roots of your attitude and stubbornness ... or else the clouds of sorrow will hover over you ... and there will be a flood of tears in this house

Just like a thirsty person dies with agony for a single drop of water in the desert ... just like that Fateh Khan will agonize and die bit by bit from my revenge

Life has no value in front of honour

The world calls me Salman Khan ... what should I call you my love?

Guns and swords can only shed the blood of humans ... they cannot be used to make decisions

Relationships break when blood flows