Raghav had a chair. Not just any chair—the Chair of Procrastination. It was oddly comfortable. Sit on it for “just five minutes,” and suddenly emails could wait, workouts could wait, life itself could politely stand in a queue. The chair didn’t force you. It simply agreed with you—yes, tomorrow sounds perfect.
One day, Raghav decided to fix his life. He made a list, brewed strong coffee, and marched toward productivity. He made a color-coded list. Timelines. Goals. A new life.
Then he sat down. Just to “organize his thoughts.”
The chair hugged him like an old friend who knew all his excuses—and approved of every single one.
Hours passed. But the chair was there. Patient. Loyal. Understanding.
The list remained unfinished. The coffee went cold. Evening turned into night. The chair said nothing. It didn’t need to. After all, the Chair of Procrastination never stops you from doing things—it just makes sure you’re perfectly comfortable not doing them.