Death Dialogues

Ek maut tere gunaahon ke sazaa ke liye kaafi nahi

One death is not enough as a punishment of your crimes

Zindagi aur maut aankh mein choli ka khel hai ... par Pritam Singh jab khele toh baki sab fail hai

Life and death is the game of hide and seek ... but when Pritam Singh plays then everyone else fails

Hum aur zindagi umar bhar ek doosre se ladte rehte hai ... aur anth mein jeetti maut hai

We and life fight with each other for the entire lifespan ... and in the end death wins

Maut tere liye bahut aasaan sazaa hogi ... main tujhe zinda rakhoonga aur teri har saans mein maut ki bechaini bhar doonga ... taaki tu sari zindagi is hi tarah tadap-tadapkar jeeta rahe

Death will be a very easy punishment for you ... I'll keep you alive and I'll fill the restlessness of death in every breath of yours ... so that you live your entire life trembling like this

Marna toh ek din sabko hai, lekin mujhe uski maut ... maut se pehle chahiye

Everyone has to die one day ... but I want his death, before death comes

Mere haath mein maut ki rekha hi nahi hai

I don't have the line of death in my hand

Jaan lene se laash pe kabza jamaya ja sakta hai ... dil pe nahi

You can claim possession on a dead body after death ... but not on their heart

Yeh neend bhi badi ajeeb cheez hai yaar ... maut ki tarah befikar kar deti hai aur saath hi saath zinda bhi rakhti hai

Sleep is a very strange thing ... it makes you carefree like death and at the same time it keeps you alive as well

Poornta se pal pal jeene ko hi asli jeevan kehte hai ... aur poornta se jeene waalon ke liye kabhi maut nahi hoti

Living every moment to the fullest is called true life ... and the one who lives to the fullest never dies

Watan pe marne waale marte nahi ... amar ho jaate hai

People who die for the country are not dead ... they become a martyr

Do din, sirf do din deta hoon tujhe ... teesre din tera chautha hoga

I am giving you two days, just two days ... otherwise there will be your death ceremony on the third day

Zyada badbad karke, apni zindagi mein maut ki gadbad mat kar

Don't talk to much rubbish, and disorder the death in your life

Maut tu ek kavita hai ... mujhse ek kavita ka vaada hai milegi mujhko ... doobti nabzon mein jab dard ko neend aane lage ... zard sa chehra liye chaand ufak tak pahunche ... din abhi paani mein ho raat kinaare ke kareeb ... na andhera, na ujala ho ... na abhi raat, na din ... jism jab khatam ho aur rooh ko jab saans aaye ... mujhse ek kavita ka vaada hai milegi mujhko

Death you are a poem ... a poem has promised me that it'll meet me ... when in drowning pulse you feel sleepy ... when the moon carrying her yellow face will reach the horizon ... when day is still in water and the night is close to the shore ... it's not dark, neither bright ... it's not midnight, nor the day ... when the body is dying and the soul is still breathing ... a poem has promised me that it'll meet me

Aankhon se ojhal hone ka dukh toh aadmi sehan kar sakta hai ... kyun ki us mein jeevan ki ek dhara behti rehti hai ... lekin jeevan jab mrityu ka roop dharan kar leta hai ... toh sari ashaon ka anth ho jaata hai

A person can bear the pain of someone disappearing from in front of their eyes ... because a stream of life is flowing in that ... but when life takes up the guise of death ... then all hopes come to an end

Hum tumhe woh maut maarenge ki ek baar maut bhi kaanp uthegi

I'll give you such a death that for once even death will be scared

Aam aadmi ki tarah jiyo, aam aadmi ki tarah bardaash karo aur aam aadmi ki tarah marro

Live like a common man, tolerate like a common man and die like a common man

Teri maut bankar aaya hoon ... teri laash girakar jaoonga

I have come as your death ... and I will drop your dead body and go

Main tumhare jism ko vardi ki jagah zakhmon ka libaaz pehna doonga ... aur phir tum dard se itna tadpoge ke uske baad maut ko bhi chakhoge toh yahi kahoge ke ... maaza nahi aaya

Instead of this uniform I'll put the attire of wounds on your body ... and then you'll flutter so much with pain that after that even if you taste death, then you'll say ... it wasn't fun

In aankhon mein gaur se dekh ... na toh in mein marne gham hai, na maut ka khauff ... sirf garv hai

Look properly in these eyes ... neither there is the sorrow of dying, nor there is the fear of death ... there is only pride in it

Mere marne ke baad mera dil nikaal lena ... hai kisi aur ki amanat ... kahin saath jal na jaye

Take my heart out after I die ... it is someone else's deposit ... so that it doesn't burn with me