I Bow To Dancers.

So its a party. Drinks, cola, snacks, music. Who wouldn't love any of that?

But some freak messes up with the music volume & another freak yells out: "Oh! I love that song!".

Alright, chill! I'll sing along for you.

But then, I lose it when a third freak shouts from the rooftops: "Lets dance!". And everyone joins the chief in that weird act of sortilege.

I remember, I did try to dance once. It turned out to be a mujra of sorts. And tonight, I'm in no mood to embarrass myself or others. Its food instead, which piques my interest. So here, I'll make my molars, canines & incisors dance for you.

But then, right then, when I think I cant stand the shindig any longer, the thumps & treble doing the pancreas' act for me, a fourth freak pulls me & drags me to the floor where rays & beams flicker, and I go blind. Somebody hits me all over, but I forgive them for the scary spell they are under. Then a point blank scream. I'm obviously deaf and mute as well, thanks to the thwacks, but its understood freak#4 wants me to join everyone in the act.

Its a freaky party. All normal people turn into freaks, when they feel the urge to dance.

I look around, trying to learn as much as I could, before I embarrass everyone with the little I know and the little I can. And I'll leave at that.

Its an art, I tell you. people who cant dance are extremely jealous of ones who can, and ones who do. I mean seriously, you move your hands, feet, pelvis, perhaps all the damn pivots at the same time! Its witchcraft, for Chris'sake!

Me, I find it physically impossible.

*Bows humbly*