I've always been told to write something simpler on my blog, because not everything I write is clear. Something more trivial was asked for. Now that's something I never paid attention to.
What ensues further is a brief conversation, over chat with a very dear friend and its all about the simplest and most often the first thing we ask "What's up?".
It is a post that goes out to everyone who reads it but most importantly to Smruthy Nair, a dear friend, a song writer, poet, and also the co-writer of this post! Cheers to her!
Here goes a post that does more justice to my Blog Title - "Frivolous Babble"
What’s up?
Anything new?
No Nothing
No scandals?
No new sandals?
No new hair tangles?
Not new love handles?
E'er wonder newness could be the way you blink...
Or even as mere as a new found drink...
Sometimes the newest is a jokey wink...
And to me news could also be a new pen’s ink...
No, I'm stuck to all that is old...
Everything new is off the sale or already sold
Now everything old is not second rate...
And new could also be something old sold of late...
It could be a great feeling with a rising sun...
Or bumping of head and a concussion
That’s as much I want to know...
A new verb, noun, adjective now in your tow
Off late everything has been just same,
Like they've been before...nothing has changed...
No bump on the head or concussion so to say.
Everyday nowadays just feels the same...
But oh! There is this little thing I forgot...
It is something that has made a little excited to start...
A spark in the dark seems always fresh
And now you might have a story to mesh...
So speak if the spark is worth talking about...
Or wait until the whole story is worth your shout!
Oh! It’s nothing to get so overexcited about...
Anyway the story goes this way...
I've a performance, a dance show so to say...
I'm happy that I'll be dancing once again...
For it always brings to my face a big grin
Now there's something more au courant...
Better than talking about a new 36" waist pant...
And surely much better than you usual boo hoo hoo and rant!
Now this is something I cannot stand...
I don’t crib always, You better understand
Anyway forget that tell me something about you...
What has been happening in your world, I want to know too...
With your previous statement, I don’t agree; let’s put it to vote...
And it took you, to tell news so fine,
25 lines of poetry - a point worthy of note...
As goes for me... I take every day as it comes...
And keeping chatting with You amongst other random bums...
For me that’s ample news to spread about...
And I'd rather keep my stories for times we meet...
Lest, there creeps in a hint of doubt...
Doubts arising from incomplete saying...
And news arising from my random straying...
It’s not like I don’t know of your thousand affairs…
The sadness of it is something I seldom bare…
For you are true to your vagabond way…
And my displease is not going to keep your flings at bay.
Aaah! That complaint...
A triviality on which
You practice restraint...
I say my roving eye is worthy of more elaborate anecdote...
And you complaint a proof of the way you dote...
Let’s put this up on blogs quote unquote...
‘Cause it also to me is news... news we wrote!
PS - When i asked her, if i may put this up on my blog, she said -
"Go ahead if it worthy to be placed amongst your work of art...
Then I think I might have made it to your heart"
