Thoughts defy me. They've been evading me for quite a few weeks now. Every second day, I have been hitting my own blog like one of those Howard Wolowitz loser geeks and have been wondering what to come up with this time. I have been trying to look for something that's bugging me this time, or something I'm strongly feeling for, or even something that I found funny. But nothing seems to pop put.
So have I after all run out of things to write about or for that matter, think about and feel for? Or is that too many thoughts are crowding my preoccupied brain and indifferent heart that it is difficult to choose what to pen down? I would like to pretend it's the latter coz that makes me look quite profound.
The time I get to myself during my long commutes these days consumes me with random thoughts - thoughts about home, work, friends, the future.. what I expect of it.. It's like my mind goes into overdrive when I'm sitting in that crowded bus or standing next to a bunch of overwhelming jasmine. I'm thinking about what I'm doing with life, where I'm headed and more. Much much more. But it's all as if someone else is thinking all this for me. It doesn't disturb me - all this pondering. It's almost as if I'm thick skinned now. All these issues are neatly stacked away in a box as soon as I'm out of these 'episodes'. But I enjoy day dreaming about anything and everything too. I gave up my iPod and the overpowering music that I listen to to just think things through. Because in a way I also believe that if you think of something long and hard enough, it may actually come true. I believe in "The Secret".
I notice that even while I'm trying to figure out stuff for myself in this post, I'm actually just wandering around like I always do in my fits of thought-trains in train-thoughts. I guess that's why this space is called 'Imbroglio'. Coz that's me.
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