Inspiring Dialogues from Hindi Movies

"गलत क्या है जानने से फरक नहीं पड़ता। गलत को सही करने से फरक पड़ता है।"                          --सिंघम 





"दिल अगर सच्चा हो, रब सब कर दे सेटिंग। "     --हैप्पी सिंह 

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