NY resolution no. 7: Procrastinate

New Year's resolutions are usually about self-improvement - eat kale, jog at dawn, stop doomscrolling, 'Jai Hind' into the phone instead of saying 'Hello'... But No. 7 on our viral HETLoR - 2025 Honest ET List of Resolutions - is the ultimate resolution: procrastinate, with passion. Not just until next week, or the next fiscal quarter, but until 2047 - a nice, scheduled tryst with destiny when all those persons of discipline and deadlines won't, hopefully, be in a position or mood to check whether you did everything on your checklist or not.

Let no one convince you that procrastination is some kind of failure. It is resistance in the form of what great poet Shakti Chattopadhyay wrote: 'I could go, but why should I?' Every unchecked to-do list item becomes a time capsule, waiting to be opened by your grandchildren - ideally, someone else's - who will marvel at your unfinished emails and projects as if it was Schubert's incomplete Symphony No. 8 in B minor. Look, the pyramids were built by people who didn't procrastinate. And look at them now: giant stone triangles, without Wi-Fi. Meanwhile, the procrastinator invents elongated leisure, where deadlines are ceremonial, and optics of people showing that they are working furiously redundant. So, this New Year, delay your ambitions, defer your dreams, and push your promises into the glorious abyss of 2047.