Death is my pillow, and shroud is my bed sheet

Respect is given, to respectful people ... not pimps

From now on to steal from men ... don't send a troop of eunuchs

There will be no chargesheet for you, only D-final ... meaning death final

Arjun does not die ... Arjun fights!

Politicians like you play with blood ... not the police

How would you like to take the bullet ... with water, with soda, with whiskey ... or directly

In this impotent society the victory in the end ... is always of lies, immorality and injustice

A bullet fired from my gun ... does not ask the criminal for his caste or religion ... whether he is a Hindu or Muslim

Here in every mans eyes I see only hunger and greed ... but in Arjun's eyes I see faith and respect

Whenever the government changes it is an old habit of the politicians to transfer the officers

Terrorist fight for money, not soldiers ... soldiers only fight for the respect and the protection of their country

There will not be a single person to carry your dead body

For goons like you ... there is no bigger goon in this world other than the police

We have started to remove his existence and his name from the ration card

In this age when bones break ... then it is very hard to join them together

I have done my funeral rites

Because God can't be in every place at the same time ... that's why he made mother

With transfers only the areas change ... not the intentions

Our Constitution is based on deeds ... it is not based on religion

Whatever I say it will be an order ... and whatever I make it will be the law

Firing a bullet in self defense ... is our human right and our democratic right

A case is fought with proofs and witnesses ... not with speeches, drama and entertainment

When a daughter grows older ... then the weight on a mothers heart increases

If you don't kill those policemen ... then I will kill your entire generation

They can replace me with someone else ... but they can't change our resolution and thoughts

We will make and break, we will fight and get people to fight, we will make a party and break it ... but one day I will sit on this chair and show you

In this confinement ... I will give you a new death everyday