The important thing about that freedom train, is it's got to climb mountains. We all have to climb mountains, you know. Mountains that go way up high, and mountains that go deep and low.

Jab waha border par log apni nind ki parwah na karte hue jaagte hai, tab tumhe yahan shaher me chain ki nind aati hai

Mujhe states ke naam na sunai dete hai na dikhai dete hai … sirf ek mulk ka naam sunai deta hai I-N-D-I-A

Ab bhi jiska khoon na khaula, khoon nahin voh paani hai … joh desh ke kaam na aaye woh bekaar jawani hai

Hindustani jaisa bhi ho, usse do cheezein bilkul pasand nahin … ek hai cricket mein haar … doosra apne desh pe vaar

Yeh Hindustan ab chup nahi behtega ... yeh naya Hindustan hai ... yeh ghar mein ghusega bhi aur maarega bhi

Religion wala jo column hota hai , usme hum Bold aur CAPITAL me INDIAN likhte hai.

Yeh azaadi ki ladai hai…. Guzre hue kal se azaadi… aane wale kal ke liye

Watan ke aage kuch nahi ... khud bhi nahi

It’s only after we’ve lost everything that we’re free to do anything

Oh yes, the past can hurt. But you can either run from it, or learn from it.

Fight and you may die. Run, and you'll live... at least a while. And dying in your beds, many years from now, would you be willin' to trade all the days, from this day to that, for one chance, just one chance, to come back here and tell our enemies that they may take our lives, but they'll never take... our freedom!

Main apne mulk ko apna ghar samajhta hoon

Police topi mele kaanisuva mooru shimaha galu Naya, neeti, dharam, adhare naalakanee simha police (3 visible lions on police cap Is justice, honesty & dharma, 4th invisible lion is Police)

Nanage taye bere alla, tayi naadu bere illa (for me mother in not different for my mother land)

oru Indian ne addikaradu vellekara bomme analu saree, patha-to yennale purttuku mudiyadi (even if British dolls beat any Indian, by seeing that I cannot tolerate)

Naa Hindu ille naan muslim ille naan oru indian – ( I am not hindu, I am not muslim, I am Indian)