You can rule over my life and death ... but not over my heart

God wakes us up hungry ... but he doesn't make us sleep hungry

Real man doesn't feel any pain

You've hit me on the back ... now you will face it on the chest

One who has pain in the chest for others ... in reality he is a true man

I have felt the heart of you people ... now let me touch your feet

I am definitely born in a slave country ... but my heart has never accepted slavery and never will

Dowry is a termite ... it hollows the house even before settling in the house

Hands do get black in the brokerage of coal ... but people who do black business, even their faces becomes black

No matter how big a servant becomes ... his head ... can never rise above his bosses shoes

For me every mother is my own mother

Until I have the blessings of my parents on me ... forget an iron sword ... even the lighting that falls from the sky can't do anything to me

This salt ... burns the wounds of treacherous people ... not of faithful people

Today I came to know for the first time that ... not all whites have a black heart

Wounded hearts can never get peace ... they keep burning