Oh, certainly he has an exploratory committee. Who doesn't? Got one myself, somewhere around here.
He's talking it over with his family and the Almighty. He's giving the idea quiet contemplation in meditative spots like DC and Iowa and Kansas. (A great deal of quiet contemplation; he spent half of last year out of state in such ashrams.)
But he knows he'll never be president. That's not what he's doing.
No, Bobby has watched the incredibly lucrative career of longtime friend, fellow state senator, traveling companion, former political underling and fanboy Tony Perkins, who parlayed his mediocre performance as a minor state pol into a sweet gig as president of the hate group Family Research Council, which pays a decent $175,000 salary, medical bennies, travel and chow.
Bobby's watched his old pal Tony run this racket for years, besting his own salary by nearly 50K, being taken as a Very Serious Person by media idiots and well-heeled donors and lauded by "regular folks" as a defender of the faith (A former Hindu and current Opus Dei-flavored Catholic, Bobby must defend the largely Protestant faith of such "folks," but he's cool with that.)
Bobby Jindal knows he will never live on Pennsylvania Avenue. That's not his goal. He's going to K Street.
Expect a half-hearted campaign, which will terminate about the same time as his governorship, then a "call" to found "The Whatever Foundation" or "The Institute for Something or Other," which will promptly buy Tony's mailing list and start exploiting the fear and hatred of the GOP's old, white base.
Because nothing's more American than hustling the rubes.