A day thee told me,
to them respect I must give.
Give them attention, but do,
what makes the soul proudly live.
I should hear to them,
not letting my thoughts flow.
Even if dross they speak,
I must withstand, and must glow.
Their thoughts mustn't drain,
so does my theory.
For I may meet the oblivion unseen,
and my words may lose their glory.
And now again thee spoke,
to adhere to their code.
But, from a could-be leader,
should I follow their road?
Why telling me to return now,
when I have come so far.
Before participating with pride,
with cowardice, fall back from the war!
To thee, and to thy society,
I lift a question.
When majority opposes,
shouldn't we fight than to run.
Why not do, what makes our blood stir,
Isn't that, 'what it takes to be a thinker? '
Society taught so many skills, society made a person as Bahubali
It is depend upon individual thinking and psychological thoughts
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Society plays main role in developing individuals