Even if I hear the moan of pain behind a half hearten smile ... even if this golden loneliness straggles after hitting with emotions ... I won't say anything, won't say anything, won't say anything

You will be crushed if you don't walk with time

I have got the courage from you to pay any price for truth ... I have also got the courage from you to lose you

Don't be scared ... I am not Mahatma Gandhi

I am very scared of happiness

One who lives with a bullet ... also dies with a bullet

Power flows from the barrel of a gun

Something inside me starts breaking when I see any violence happening

A gun is just not a gun ... it is a woman, it is strength

Hindustan is theirs who have a pistol in their hand ... pistol rules from the city to the village, the pistol runs its constitution, the pistol runs its law

A sword gets rusted with a woman's tears

To make your dreams into reality the first condition is ... a gun in your hand