So its 12 am in the night, and I have nothing better to do then ramble here. Hell, what does it matter, this place has been dead since so long anyway. Its just one of those times when you have too much stuff going on in your head, you cannot concentrate on the stuff in hand, and you get the most persistent urge to revive your blog. But for want of a blog post. Yes its one of those times. But then I believe there's always some or the other thing to write, some or the other thing to share. You see the human mind cannot stop thinking. There's no silent moment, however much you may long for it, however much you may want it. There's no single moment, not even a microsecond, where all that's going on in your head is a weird blank buzz, like that of a non working idiot box or a radio station you are trying to tune. That's just a myth made up by Russell Peters to sell his show, and by the rest of the guys so that they don't have to answer the perpetual question asked by their female counterparts, "so what are you thinking?" They just want to hoodwink us in to thinking that they don't really think. So don't you ever believe them when they say that. I mean how can it even be possible? If that's true then they have all achieved Nirvana without even trying for it. And am a millionaire sailing on my yacht on my own private beach in Goa. Right. So moving forward... We know better then that. We humans think a lot but we don't want others to know about it. We don't want to share it until we have killed ourselves going on and on over every single detail in our mind. Every decision we make is thought a thousand times over. Round and round. We think and we think till it festers our mind and starts giving us a headache, or worse still, until it depresses us. That's when we decide that there's no way out and it would be the right time to share. That's when we spit out everything to our better halves, or our friends, or sometimes even to a stranger sitting next to you at a bar. Things are so much simpler with a beer in your hand, I have seen. Or it might go the other way around. When we decide that there's no way out and pop some pills. I wouldn't advise that. Dark thoughts them. Better yet, call a helpline.
If only we'd stop killing ourselves with so much thinking. If only every decision we made was on a whim, a hunch. Its not like we'd be sure of the decision any way. If only we had it in us to risk our future on whims. The world would have been so much... Well I don't know what the world would have been like, but it would surely be different. And sometimes different is good. If only we'd share our thoughts and feelings with others more. If only we'd be a little less uptight and a little more forgiving. A little less suspicious, a little more trustful. Or better yet, if only we had someone else to make all the decisions for us. Like when we were kids. Actually, if only we never grew up! Now that's just wishful thinking on my part. Told you, we humans think a lot. And that's never going to change. A blog post is not going to change that. So much for my late night gyan. Time to give my brains some rest. Good night all.
