Dialogues from Movies for Parties

Galati toh har insaan se hoti hai ... par maafi ka asli haqdar wohi hota hai joh galati karke pachtaye

Kis bedardi se ujhada hai mera chaman ... ab main kahan bechunga dal sabzi aur mutton

Beete dino ki yaad ka sahara toh tab liya jaata hai ... jab sirf yaadein hi reh gayi ho

Chahe insaan ki gardan ho ya telephone ka taar ... katne mein zyada waqt nahi lagta

Jab dil mein paap ka andhera ho ... toh koi bhi pooja, kaisi bhi prarthana ujaala nahi kar sakti

Pati patni saath rehte rehte ek doosre ko itni achchi tarah janne lag jaate hai ... ki ek doosre ke liye aaina ban jaate hai

Jis pyar ko samajhne ke liye shabdon ka sahara lena padta hai na ... woh pyar bahut kamzor hota hai

Dukh ke andhere ka seena cheerne ke liye ... mann mein vishvas ke suraj ka hona bahut zaroori hai

Aadmi jitna ganja hota hai, utna maaldaar hota hai

Meri maa ke haath ka banaya halwa ... ajab hai uska jalwa

Is duniya mein agar koi sharif aadmi pakda jaye, toh usse bachane ke liye koi aage nahi aata hai ... lekin agar ek baimaan aadmi pakda jaye, toh usse bachane ke liye hazaaron aadmi khade ho jaate hai

Ya rab kahin se ishq ka bazaar bhej de ... dil bechta hoon, koi khareedar bhej de

Tadbeer ki syahi se insaan apni taqdeer ki likhai ko badal sakta hai

Kaale bazaar ke andhere mein kisi ki shakal nazar nahi aati ... na kanoon ki, na sachchai ki, na rishteydaro ki aur na aulad ki

Baimaani, kala bazaari, rishwatkhor log lakh gaaliyan sunkar bhi aasani se is duniya mein jee lete hai ... magar joh log sachche hote hai na ... woh jhoote ilzaam ka ek shabd bhi nahi sun sakte hai

Is rishwat ke samaaj mein agar izzat ki zindagi guzarni hai ... toh apna seena cheerkar, apne zameer ka katal karke, apni rooh ko maarke ... uski laash ko rishwat ke kadmo mein dalna padta hai ... tab jaakar insaan yeh zindagi guzaar sakta hai

Pandhra saal ki padhai ke baad university yeh joh degree milne ka certificate deti hai na ... yeh naukri milne ka certificate nahi ... balki thokarein khane ka certificate hai

Meri pahunch Delhi se lekar shamshan ghat tak hai ... awaaz Delhi tak jaati hai aur dushman shamshan tak chala jaata hai

Krishna Prasad maut ki diary mein ek baar jiska naam likh deta hai ... usse yamraj bhi nahi mitta sakta

Hum toh woh bhanwar hai jis mein samundar ke samundar doob jaate hai

Mera naam hai Mahakaal ... Kali ka pujari hoon main ... libaz bhi kaala, dhanda bhi kaala aur dushmanon ko joh kafan pehnata hoon uska rang bhi kaala

Chipkali ke bachche kabhi magarmach nahi ban sakte ... woh deewar par rhengte rhengte hi mar jaate hai

Hum mein oonchi awaaz sunna bhi pasand nahi ... hamare samne joh oonchi awaaz mein bolta hai ... uski awaaz hamesha hamesha ke liye band kar di jaati hai

Pagal premi ko yaad karna teri bhool hogi ... uske aane ki umeed phisool hogi

Mujhe meri talwar do aur meri dhaal do ... aur iska mooh kala karke isse yahan se nikaal do

Jaise daane daane pe khane waale ka naam likha hota hai na ... vaise hi goli goli pe bhi khane waale ka naam likha hota hai

Agar tumne ek kadam bhi aur badaya ... toh aaj ke baad tum apne pairon se nahi chal sakoge

Aadmi ko khel wahi khelna chahiye ... joh achchi tarah khelna aata ho

Main jaanta tha tumhari aankhon mein mera intezar hai, tumhare dil mein mera pyar hai ... magar yeh zalim zamana hum dono ke beech deewar hai

Samjhao isse pyar koi paap nahi hai ... jallad hai kambhakt, yeh mera baap nahi hai

Mujhe hisaab kitaab karna bahut achchi tarah se aata hai

Humse takrane waale ka ek hi anjaam hota hai ... jisse Hindi mein maut aur angrezi mein death kehte hain