Sometimes the life of an enemy ... is more beneficial than his death

Whether the enemy is small or big ... you shouldn't consider them silly

An orange is never hard ... and enemies of Mr. Batla don't have time

We can tolerate our own sorrow ... but the happiness of our enemy ... breaks us apart

We talk with our friends roughly and with our enemies with love

The enemy is alert with a weapon on the other side ... and here I'm ready with my chest ... we'll play Holi with blood as our country in facing tough times ... and the desire for revolution is in our hearts

(Who are you?) ... I have many names ... poor parents call me as their son, victimized girls as their brother ... I'm a friend of the helpless and an enemy of the vicious

With enmity and hatred you draw lines on the ground ... not on the hearts

So what if an enemy wishes for something bad a million times ... what god wants only that will happen

You can only have the relationship of enmity with an enemy

Anger is the biggest enemy of a person ... the one who can't control his anger, he won't be able to control anything else ... anger eats the brain of a person

The point is made by the enemy ... but the point is exactly right

We've shown such great enmity against your enemy that ... if that enemy of yours sees their enemy ... then they'll forget their enmity and they'll have mercy on their enemy

Those who don't have enemies ... their dear ones become their enemies

The honour of an Indian is not like tobacco which you can chew and spit it out ... this honour has grab the enemy by the neck ... and it doesn't leave it until the enemy dies

Make as many enemies as you want in your life ... but don't make anyone as your friend ... because a friend is a snake ... who puts all his poison in the person who helps him to live

Death doesn't come everyday, it just comes once ... and god decides the day and time for that ... not the enemy who shouts on your door

A snake prints the photo of his enemy in his eyes ... and Bond decorates the mark of his enemies on his hand ... everyone has their own style

Tomorrow when the sun sets then not only the sky ... but even the earth will turn red from the blood of our enemies

Every smuggler is a traitor to his country ... and the smuggler of drugs is not only an enemy of his country ... but he is also the enemy of the entire humanity