Only that person has a heart of a man ... whose mother's milk has courage

If you raise your hand on a Sikh's turban ... then the Sikh will kill you

I'm not in danger from the 10,000 moves that you have practiced once ... I'm in danger from that one move that you have practiced 10,000 times

You have 30 days ... if on the 31st day you are seen within the city limits ... then I will throw you out from the limits of the world

Even bigger than the injustice of the most ruthless person is ... the revenge of a poor person

I will treat him in such a way ... that the soul of the people who hear about it will tremble

The speed of my fingers ... is faster than the speed of your legs

The bullet that will kill you will be stamped in bold reading ... Made in India

I will break the bones of your body into so many pieces ... that even your coming generations will feel the pain

The day my head spins ... there will only be graveyards here

You have seen Maryam's hem and Sita's lap ... you have not seen the guise of Durga and Kali

Where my voice can reach ... there my bullet can also reach

Looks like a drunkard, runs like a horse and hits like a hammer

There are 206 types of bones ... while breaking them did we ever think about it

He won't lose anything in this fight ... and you will have nothing left

Kabaddi, kabaddi, kabaddi ... whose neck should I twist ... whose bones should I break

The stick is everyone's saint ... rod is god

For a third class person like you ... a third degree treatment is necessary

If I hit ... then you'll die

Today my turban is saffron in colour ... my blood that will shed will also be saffron in colour ... and my response will also be saffron in colour