Meeting between two friends begins conversation;
About high society the topic of discussion goes on.
City friend says they belong to high society there
Town friend asks so, don't they move with others?
They cannot as it has become a prestige matter!
Which is high society and who are high society people,
People living rich life with low mind in the society
Or people living a simple life with high thoughts?
Then I say I am really living in a high society here;
Around my place people are living spiritual life
And so, I belong to a high society world appreciates!
City frined laughed and took leave of Town friend!
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