Shraddha sirf bhagwan par rakhi ja sakti hai, yeh tumse kisne kaha bete? ... woh toh apne mann ki bhavna hai ... shraddha toh apni maa, baap, desh, apne log, apna kaam, kisi par bhi rakhi ja sakti hai ... yeh wohi shraddha hai joh har insaan ko burre kaam karne se rokti hai ... achche kaam karvane par majboor karti hai ... jis din yeh shraddha nasht hui mann se ... hum janwaron se zyada kuch nahi rahenge

My son who told you that faith can only kept in god? ... it is the emotion of our heart ... faith can be kept in our mother, father, country, our people, our work, anything ... it is faith that stops a man from doing wrong things ... and compels him to do good things ... the day this faith gets destroyed from our heart ... we will be nothing but animals

Mitt nahi sakti insaaniyat, mitte chahe insaan ... gupt neeti chalaye jitni chahe haivaan ... kehti hai yeh dharti, kehta hai aasman ... dharm rakshak hai sabse hi mahaan

Humanity cannot be erased, even if humans gets erased ... no matter how many secret plans the devils make ... the land says that, the sky says that ... the protector of religion is the greatest person

Kamal keechad mein rehta hai ... lekin chadaya bhagwan ke charano mein hi jaata hai

A lotus flower lives in the mud ... but it's still presented at the feet of god

Hindu ko namaskar nahi bolega, Musalman ko salaam nahi karega, Christian ko good morning nahi bolega ... kyun ki apan yahan language ka lafda karne nahi aiyla

I will not say welcome to the Hindu, I will not salute to the Muslim, I will not wish good morning to the Christian ... because I haven't come here to cause any language issues

Yeh shehar jahanum hai, narak hai aur hum hai is shehar ka Yamraj ... kisko, kahan aur kab maarna hai ... yeh hum decide karoonga

This city is hell, misery and I am the God of death of this city ... who, where and when has to die ... I will decide that

Bachpan se har sacha sardar do hi cheez toh seekhta hai ... gurbani aur qurbani

From childhood every Sikh man learns only two things ... the prayer to God and sacrifice

Jab tu bahar se kisi daulat waale ka bangla dekhega na ... toh tujhe lagega ki bhagwan ne isse bahut kuch diya hai ... par jab andar jaake dekhega ... toh tujhe lagega bhagwan ne isse bahut kuch cheen bhi liya hai

When you'll look at a rich man's bungalow from outside ... then you'll feel that god has given him so much ... but when you'll go inside and see ... then you'll feel that god has also taken away a lot from him

Zindagi bhagwan ki di hui daulat hai ... usse apne hi haathon gavana insaan ki kamzori ke saath saath jurm hai

Life is the wealth given by god ... to lose it from our own hands is not only the weakness of mankind but also a crime

Jahan meri maa nahi ... wahan mera bhagwan nahi

The place where my mother is not there ... over there my god is not there

Dharam aadmi ko khuda se aur aadmi ko aadmi se jodhta hai

Religion connects a human to god and a human to a human

Ya rab tu apni jannat ko rehne de apne paas ... humne zameen pe kar liya jannat ka nazara

Oh god keep your heaven to yourself ... since I have seen heaven on earth itself

Chinta mat karo ... chinta karna bhagwan ka bharosa khona hai

Don't worry ... because worrying is like losing trust in god

Jab upar waala kisi ke sar ke upar apna haath rakhna chahta hai ... toh aap badhon ke haath ko apna zariya banata hai

Whenever god wants to bless someone with his hands ... then he uses the hands of elders like you as his medium

Dharam ka asli matlab prem ke alava kuch aur ho hi nahi sakta

The real meaning of religion can't be anything but love

Na Sikh, na Isai, na Hindu, na Musalman ... sirf insaan

Not a Sikh, not a Christian, not a Hindu, not a Muslim ... I'm just a human

Dekh raha hai parmeshwar ... raj karega Rajeshwar

The god is looking ... and Rajeshwar will rule

Mandir, masjid aur gurudwara ho ... yahi mazhab bane bas hum sabhi ka ek ... Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram

There should be temples, mosques and gurudwaras ... but all of us should have this one religion ... hail your motherland, hail your motherland, hail your motherland

Raghukul reet sada chali aayi ... pran jaye par vachan na jayi

It has been the eternal tradition of the lineage of Lord Ram ... that if you have to, then even give up your life to honour your words

Is waqt meri maa, mera dharam, mera bhagwan ... joh kuch hai paisa hai

At this moment my mother, my religion, my god ... whatever it is, it is money

Krishna Prasad maut ki diary mein ek baar jiska naam likh deta hai ... usse yamraj bhi nahi mitta sakta

Once Krishna Prasad writes a name in the diary of death ... then even the god of death can't erase that