Not that I have a lot many regular readers but I thought I would do this anyways, I owe to my blog if not anything else.
I have hit a dead end as far as writing is considered. I have two Ideas with me to write on, but I'm unable to give them shape in words. Whatever I forced myself to write was trite, dull and soporific to say the least. The fountain of or rather the small ephemeral stream of words inside me has dried up.
This morning while searching for a Gtalk Status Message I couldn't think of anything relevant as I'm currently neither brooding or longing for a drink; and I can't think of anything clever to say either. I am currently content and happy. No wonder there is a vacuum in my vacuous verbiage. I feel like a Happy Hulk or I should say Bruce Banner, who is lets just face it is just another intelligent guy.
So I'm going to take a hiatus, till I find my grip on my pen again or rather the slick on the keyboard and find something worth returning for. I'm gonna read more, drink more, brood more and make myself unhappy again till I get to the place again where words come from.
P.S. - I just watched 'Pyar ka punchama' and am feeling bitter towards the whole world again. I think it's helping already.