Yeh sachai ka bazaar hai ... yahan usool na beche jaate hai ... na khareede jaate hai

Main pehle sirf kal hi ki soochta tha ... aur ab bahut door ki soochne laga hoon

Mard ki zillat aurat ke balatkaar se zyada sharamnak hoti hai

Aaj rishto ne mere haath baand diye ... varna kasam se tujhe khoon ke aasoon rulata

Aaj tak mujh mein sach kehne ki shakti nahi thi ... aur aaj tum mein sach sunne ki shakti nahi hai

Mujhe padna aata hai ... joh shabhdon mein likha hai woh bhi ... joh shabhdon mein nahi likha hai woh bhi

Yeh dharti ek aaisi hatheli hai ... jis par kisaan hal chalakar, insaan ke taqdeer ki lakeerein kheenchta hai

Gareeb ka gareeb se toh woh rishta hota hai ... joh bhai ka bhai se nahi hota ... bete ka baap se nahi hota

Apne aasoon sukh jaye toh aadmi doosron ke aasoon pochne chala jata hai

Joh haath rishwat lete lete aur apne farz ke saath gadaari karte karte ghis jaate hain ... un mein belt istamaal karne ki kya uthane tak ki taqat nahin hoti

Tum mera jism todh sakte ho ... meri himmat nahin todh sakte ... mera yakeen nahin todh sakte

Chaubees ghante tak hosh nahin aaya toh?

Maine tumhe kya samjha ... aur tum kya nikle?

Main kahan hoon?

Beti tu toh paraya dhan hai

Main tumahara ehsaan zindagi bhar nahin bhoolonga

Ab inhe dawa nahin duah ki zaroorat hain

Ab sab upar waale key haath mein hai

Bachpan mein maa se kahani sunta tha, ek hero ki aur ek villain ki ... tab pata nahi tha meri kahani ka hero bhi main hi rahunga ... aur villain bhi

Ajeeb bimaari hai yeh ... jab yaad nahi rehta hai tab doosron ko dard dete ho ... aur jab woh yaad aata hai toh khud ko dard hota hai