Mazween The New

There I was sitting atop a high chair that looked like a bench but comfortable for the availability of a cushion on top and an addition that makes the entire furniture set of one small round table and two benches. Could not call them high benches as the terms may be associated with the legal profession,yet things were all dangdut and I was innermost one or the famous or rather infamous of one or two and one more dangdut establishments left but no one really knows except a few and of whom insignificant to the rest of things in KayEl(KL). Mazween walked to the table and of which was only so near about 5 feet away,immediately sat on a bench besides my bench and we sat side by side and conversed side by side on topics to break ice. But no ices to break as the girl knew I wanted to boogie the infernal dangdut steps to the dance. She looked novice and new and ne'er was her dancing gait present but a walk imitating a profession entirely different. She said she was sous chef before deciding to change profession to one completely opposed. Yet she was confident to dance an old timer's booking for the hour or two hours. There was a certain eagerness in her thus the undeterred confidence she wholesomely showed. However she need be tried upon the dance floor for the more than natural disposition she displayed as dancer to the dance. Could the dance be necessary to her or just an empty wish or necessary but not natural or natural and necessary. But what dance can be necessary to anything or things associating to dance that can be natural and necessary and in the end totally unnecessary. An Epicurean conundrum indeed. She took to dance the slow four step and did splendidly at first but fumbled a bit a minute later. She was so nervous the fact was and was also perspiring even though the air conditioner was very cooling and nice. If she can be so nervous then she can only be respectful for the art and I respect that. She has eagerness and talent but an aptitude not yet polished but will be soonest. And she did not include labels to anything she does when dangdut can be so controversial. I kept on whispering relax more than a few times but she was too eager to be perfect when to be perfect is to ease the mind to not be and only the dance remains - to move, to prance and to wiggle to tones and beats. So much so that the only beingness is the dance. Yet as of the time and temporal her limbs are still kinda stiff but will become supple and graceful when she becomes aware only of dance and dance alone. No need too much practice for her as she was eager and so much of dance inside her. Philosophy can be false when her truth and her philosophy are hers alone and she becoming queen of dangdut salsa that no one knows when dangdut kings are disappearing. But aren't we all holding our philosophies, false or otherwise, when our truths are ours and other truths are others.