No, this is not a post on bondage and domination or sado-masochism. That gives me yet another post idea, mind you.
I am sure most of my blogging friends will agree with me, we bloggers tend to write posts in our heads as we go about daily life and chores. I know I do, certainly. As I stand in queues, as I do my grocery shopping, as I chop vegetables and stir stews, as I sit in an idling cab waiting for the signal to change, I write in my head. I think out post ideas, avenues to explore for the said ideas, and even compose whole paragraphs in my head as I go through the day.
But, what happens is this. Life intervenes, and the golden thoughts, those glittering gems of ideas get swamped by other things, and I go off on tangents or forget a salient point until after I have published the post. I kick myself mentally, of course, but by then it is too late.
Any given time, there are a few ideas I am mulling over, thinking through. Sometimes they fall apart, sometimes the urgency passes; sometimes some other thought seizes me.
What I would like is some gadget that can transcribe my thoughts as I am thinking them, the perfect prose as I compose it in my head, long before I have to sit and get my fingers dancing on the keyboard. By then the freshness of the original idea is already lost, changed by subsequent thoughts and musings, changed by life as it happens.
If this sounds like I am whining it is because I am. There are too many things clamouring for my attention, too many things I absolutely have to do, and all the while there are these post ideas that are slipping away. It is pathetic, I tell you.
There is a phrase that describes my predicament rather neatly. 'An embarrassment of riches' and then there is the other phrase, 'spoilt for choice'. What it boils down to, is that I am strapped for ideas. There are things I want to write about, yes, but there are too many of them and I can't make up my mind.
I could write about 'manners maketh man'. I could write about Cain rising up and smiting Abel. I could write about 'something in the way she moves ', I could write about 'hum bekhudi mein tum ko pukaare chale gaye'.
I am thinking about too many things, and unable to settle on a topic. So, I am not going to write about any of the above.
Why should I bother to write anything anyway, as most of my readers are probably in mourning over India's World Cup debacle? Write in and tell me what you'd like me to blather about next. It is the weekend, so I am settling down to my beer and Saturday crosswords. There is a brilliant Prize crossword by Paul to solve.
There is such a thing as getting my priorities right, after all.