Search for an "EXCUSE"

People tend to search,don't we? Sometimes for that lost pen in the bag; maybe you misplaced that book somewhere; the wallet in the wrong drawer or the crumbled shirt dying in need for a wash...we do search a plenty. It is what we live on- searching is what brings us to the right person, the right place, the right work and the right life. But we also have excuses to conceal our desires.

Excuse is generously used to wrap our emotions-we excuse ourselves from doing certain things and then we have an excuse for doing the other. We have an excuse for speaking to someone and an excuse for not talking to else; an excuse for concerning and another for indifference. 
So why this edifice of excuse to built our life upon? Why plaster our walls with justification of the feel? Why draw curtains on the eyes? Emotions don't beget explanations yet our excuses offer to show why do I feel the way I do. 

What have emotions done to me may not do the same to you; the way I tread is not the road you walk; the winds I breathe haven't heard your name. Hence I need an excuse to cross your path..on the pretext of asking directions. I need an excuse to hear you by asking your well-being and I need an excuse to tell what I want. I carry a satchel filled with different kinds of reasoning- some to initiate the talk, some to convey the regards, some to share the thoughts, some to know the you! 

I keep searching along the paths and have trotted miles for the best excuses. Villages and towns, shops and bazaar, I've traded excuses for a living. The persons that met me along ; got an excuse for my parting. Never did I gave courage to my emotions and neither did I let them fly. Thus, burdened with those tangled thoughts, trudging, I search for excuses to be in society, to be a cynic someday.