Curious to know about others
not lets out anything of herself
excavates the details from friends
scoops them with aroma
spreads the news with a flavour
then sits back with a complacency.
This is the way she lives
calls every other at odd hours
speaks not of much importance
leaves a bait unobtrusively
pulls the words from the mouth
that is her strength all the day.
She moves about happily
pokes and sneaks
interrogates the near and dear
guards her inner self with care
eavesdrops and spills out
what there is and what there is not.
Meenas Poems 
One reply on “Curiosity or Sneaking”
A fine portrait of a number of people we all know.