Drama Dialogues

Pehle main insaan ko pasand karta hoon ... phir uske kaam ko

First I like a person ... and then I like his work

Insaan jab andhaa ho jaata hai ... toh usko raat aur din ke farak mein tameez nahi rehti

When a man goes blind ... then he does not have the manners to understand the difference between day and night

Insaanon ka paap ya toh aulad bankar samne aate hai ... ya phir aulad ko bhugatne padte hai

The sin of a person comes out in the form of his child ... or else his children have to endure it

Shakaal ke haath mein jitne patte hote hai ... utne hi patte uski aasteen mein bhi hote hai

The number of cards Shakaal has in his hands ... that many cards he has under his sleeve

Agar zindagi bhar ka hisaab lagaya jaye ... toh gairon ke muqabale apne hi zyada khatarnak sabit hue hai

If you account for the entire life ... then in front of strangers it is our dear ones that have proved to be more dangerous

Ya toh inhe mujhe maarna hoga ... ya phir haarkar tujhe mere paas bhejna hoga

Either he (God) has to kill me ... or else he has to lose and send you to me

Insaan burai chahe khud kare ya kisi ke kehne par kare ... magar burai, burai hi rehti hai

Whether a person does something evil himself or on someone else's orders ... an evil thing is an evil thing

Agar aaj main khada nahi hua ... toh faisla kabhi nahi hoga

If I don't stand up today ... then the decision will never be made

Uss vaishi darinde ne meri maa ke haath toh kaat diye hai ... lekin meri maa ka aashirwad nahi kaat sakta woh

That barbarian did cut the hands of my mother ... but he cannot cut the blessings of my mother

Tum ek gehre andhere kuye ki taraf bhaag rahi ho ... pyaas nahi bhujegi, doob jaogi

You are running towards a deep dark well ... your thirst will not go away, instead you will drown

Hindustan unka hai jinke haath mein pistol hai ... shehar se gaon tak pistol ki hukumat chalti hai, pistol ka samvidhaan chalta hai, pistol ka kanoon chalta hai

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

Aaj se tera kissa khatam aur meri kahani shuru

From today your chapter ends and my story begins

Mere bete ki aankh se jitne aasoon bahenge ... mere andhar utna hi boond boond barood bharega

The amount of tears that drop from my sons eyes ... that much gunpowder will grow inside me

Hum kala bechte hai, ladkiyon ki izzat nahi

We sell art, not a girls honor

Nazaron se girne ke baad mandir ka devta bhi ... sirf ek patthar reh jaata hai

After losing respect even the god in the temple ... only remains as a stone

Aadmi karz toh chuka sakta hai ... lekin ehsaan nahi

A person can pay back a loan ... but not a favour

Kyun main jeet ke bhi haar gaya ... aur woh haar kar bhi jeet gaya?

Why did I lose even after winning ... and why did he win even after losing?

Sachchai aur nyay ki koi jaat ya paat nahi hoti

Truth and justice have no caste or sub-caste

Sar par chhat ho na ho ... paon ke neeche ek zameen ka tudka toh chahiye

No matter if you have a roof on your head or not ... you still need a piece of land under your feet

Jungle mein jaanwar ka shikaar ho toh insaan ko pata bhi nahi chalta ... lekin insaan ka ho toh jaanwaro ko bhi khabar ho jaati hai

In the jungle when an animal gets hunted then humans don't even come to know ... but when a human gets hunted then even the animals come to know