Until someone sympathizes with us ... till then we don't leave pain and neither does pain leave us

Hatred cannot erase hatred, only love can ... you just need a hand ... that can pull you from darkness into light

I want to live life like a party so that when death comes ... it has a couple of drinks with me and then takes my life away

I won't let you die ... but I will kill you everyday ... not once but I will kill you a 1000 times

There is no tax incurred when you smile

In life there is one smile which a person learns himself to hide his sorrow ... and there is one smile that makes a person forget all his sorrow

Darkness cannot erase darkness ... only light can erase it

I will keep an account of every blood drop that drops from your body ... I will keep your last breathe locked in my fist ... I will hit you so much that your body will feel the pain while you live ... and your soul will scream even after you die

It is said that death comes without any invitation ... but I stand in front of death everyday ... just like an uninvited guest in a wedding

With the departing life of all you people ... my every concern and stress also goes away

I know that you are not someone who will come with a decorated palanquin ... instead you are someone who will fire a bullet and kill

When your pain reduces ... when every wound of yours will heal ... I'll come again to give you new wounds ... from today this is your destiny and your punishment

The devil has one specialty ... it's in his nature to be present in his own funeral ... hatred is his weapon, anger is his gunpowder ... he doesn't know to sympathize and no one loves him

A criminal always returns to the place where he had committed the crime ... and a lover always returns to the place where he had made love

In every love story there is a hero, a heroine and a villain

Mostly a person is born as a common man, lives as a common man, dies as a common man ... so maybe not on the big screen or in the world ... but at least he should be a hero in his own house, in front of his dear ones

The more you die to die ... that much more life you'll get

No lamp can give light to this darkness ... only the fire of your pyre can

From today you won't get a chance to complain

With the pain of all you people I don't get happiness ... I get peace

We are middle class people ... who have become a sandwich between upper class and lower class

He is a low class person