Pencil Search - Part 1

I lost my pencil on my way home. Immediately after reaching home I felt the immediate urge to write a poem about all the things that happened to the next door neighbour in the last two hours. Though the next house is unoccupied at the moment, I thought it would be easy for me to justify my poem if it was to turn out to be a bad one. A poem about something that never was is always adorable, however bad it is, in my opinion.

So I searched my pencil box, my bag, my shirt pockets, my pants, but no, the pencil was no where to be seen. I had to buy a new one. But all shops were closed that day because that morning when the shop-keepers tried opening the shop doors, the doors just refused to open. There need not always be an explanation for everything you see. Ofcourse some old shop keepers tried asking the doors why they wouldn't open, if they had some demands etc., but in vain. They tried fixing some old radio speakers to the doors hoping that the doors may speak out the reason, but that was useless too. The young shop-keepers knew exactly the way things worked, and brought new speakers with inbuilt filters that would filter out all unnecessary words spoken, and allow only the words spoken inbetween the lines, which they thought would always give the truest meaning of what is being spoken. They also brought in dictionaries of all known languages, just in case, if the doors decided to speak in an unknown language. Most of them could not read most of the dictionaries, but they still had them ready anyway. The theory was that no one never knew what was to happen. So they were ready, but the doors never spoke anything. They tried to wordize the silence of the doors and searched the dictionaries of various languages so that they would get to know the reason. Each person had his own version of wordized silence, so they searched for all of them together, till it made some possible sense. The best final answer that they could arrive at was something like 'The fastest mule is the slowest horse!'. None of them understood what it meant so they went home to watch T.V.