Damn Mentally Stimulating Sundays

It's been a pretty lazy Sunday, even by my standards. Time, being the most sadistic thing in the world does know how to press everybody's buttons. It's just sitting there in it's impenetrable cocoon of perpetual existence plotting ways to collectively disrupt the happiness of every ecstatic being in the universe like a little kid running through a flock of feeding pigeons. 

Now at this point, one may quote the wise words of Birbal when faced with the question, "What sentence can bring joy to a sad man,  and take it away from a happy one?"

To which he replied "This too, will end."

It turns out Birbal was much smarter than he was made out to be. He didn't specify 'when'.

As one of the pseudo-Murphy's Law dictates (by pseudo, I mean I made it up.); 

The perceived passage of time is inversely proportional to the happiness experienced by the person, hence it is directly proportional to the sadness experienced by him.

For those who are still writing with crayons, in simple words, Time flies by when you are enjoying yourself; and stretches out like half eaten chewing gum when you are not.

Time, it seems to me, is the ultimate troll. It gives you the illusion of uniformity, that time passes by the same for everyone. But in fact time, like just about everything else in this world is relative. However, this relativity doesn't stem from some eureka moment a guy with a wacky hairstyle had, it has its roots in the mental cogs that churn in the tiny little brain of mortals. Time merely utilizes this trait of ours to show us how exceedingly imperfect we actually are.
Sadly, most of us fail to understand this and end up in a very cliched situation, drenched in rain mixed with their own tears, cursing their luck, throwing their hands in the air and shouting "Why God? Why?!"(contrary to Taio Cruz), all the while looking at how raindrops hit the ground slowly and how his walking looks like shuffling.

The only person who has found a way around this little inconvenience, in my opinion is Rhasta, The Shadow Stalker. (DoTA reference, not really a person.) It's on these lazy Sunday evenings that I click him repeatedly to hear him say, "Don't worry, be happy."

Rhasta the Shadow Stalker (for those who aren't nerds.)