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Time and Relativity....

Great title, hah? But, if you think I'm starting a discussion on Einstein's theory or anything remotely sounding scientific.... oops.....you are on the wrong blog. Why? Because I'd have no clue what I'm talking about. That's why.

On that bright note, here's the actual quote from the genuis himself -

"When you are courting a nice girl an hour seems like a second. When you sit on a red-hot cinder a second seems like an hour. That's relativity."

I just wanted to see if this quote can be stretched onto other similar real life analogies. How about these?

When you're shopping at the mall, 5 hours seems like 10 mts. Unless your wallet gets stolen, you shout with a maniacal laughter - Yoohoo, Yipee! I wish I had some more time. If you're waiting for a friend at the same shopping mall, a mere 10 minutes, (yeah, yeah, it includes cursing time) seems like a 5 hour cruelty.

When your child is performing at a school play, 2 minutes of his/her act seem to be more than 10 minutes to you . You rejoice, savour and mentally freeze frame every millisecond so that you can replay all of them to scores of gullible house guests - for many many years to come. After he or she is done with the act, the rest of the play, well, let's be honest here, seems like eternity to you. You start fussing, twisting, taking bathroom breaks every now and then and wish politeness can go to hell because that's the only reason you are enduring this torture.

Vacations. A beautiful beach, pleasant weather, pounding waves, white sand - those 6 or 7 days seem too short. It feels like you've been for only 2 days and already you have to go back. Time runs faster in these resorts, isn't it....and not alone...with your hard-earned money too. Sigh. And, if you've decided to pile on a unsuspecting friend (who has a summer home in the hills and who never invited you anyways), think about your host's cold face. One day could feel like you've been enduring the most uncomfortable, unforgetable nightmarish experience ever.

Finale from moi. Good things seem to have a shorter time span. Bad memories seem to be a drag forever.

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