I Want To Find You Out

In every common man I search you! You are here, you are there, I guess and watch them. Confused I compare their faces with you. Once I saw a guy in black attire with white embroidered sleeve. If any stranger comes before you and stare for a while with queer look, what will you think of him, huh? Mad, insane, lunatic and so many related words will govern your brain then! Thus was the expression of that chap. Just imagine the scene! Are you good or bad a patriot, or convict - - -these queries dance in my head always! Is it a game or whim to find out someone you don't know or haven't ever met? I ask myself time and again. Beyond the sense of sin, insanity and whim come up some meaningless words- - - - - - - - - - I WANT TO FIND HIM OUT!