There is only one advantage of getting married ... that even if a person goes to hell after dying ... then it feels like heaven

You can steal the dignity of a poor person ... but not his destiny

The wound from a sword heals ... but the wound from words does not heal

Just like thread and cotton cannot be separated, body and heart cannot be separated, hair and skin cannot be separated ... just like that male and female also cannot be separated ... their union is the destination of love and peace

Those black bottles of alcohol ... have our nights of youth enclosed in them

The fuss was of four days, and there were crazy and rowdy people ... when Sikandar left the world, both his hands were empty

Now I will not leave this hand, neither will I turn my face, neither will I break this heart

Even I was worshiping your beauty since years ... and I was trying to match and see your face with the pictures of my hopes

There are two things in the world that no one can hide ... first a beautiful body and second money

In the world every person is hungry for two things ... one money and second love

God created humans because of the heart ... otherwise he was not short of angels for prayers

God save me from your beautiful eyes ... even an angel will get lost in them, let alone a human

There is petrol sprayed everywhere on our path ... who, when will take benefit of the situation and throw a burning matchstick on it ... and on what turn our life will end ... even we don't know that

Just like I press the trigger and fire the bullet out of the gun ... just like that I roll my hands on the head of the person accepting his mistake and remove the old things from my heart

Mr. Ghalib, we can change into a beggar's guise ... and see the spectacle of generocity

The branch of injustice never grows ... and a paper boat cannot float forever