For as long as I have known, have spent most of them for my lazy fantasies including sleeping.... sleeping and sleeping. After all that is what SUNDAYS are meant to be.The only day where I can be the ME . Actually I am the ME on any other day too. But this is the REAL ME. Ready to hit the bed even on a slight blink of an eye. So much so that I wonder if I am suffering from fatal LSD (Lethargic Sunday Disorder). The symptoms of this disorder are pretty peculiar. When someone asks me what plans I have for the weekend, I either come up with a fantasy plan which is everything but true or just dodge the question with a crooked smile and say NO big plans leaving people to wonder what those plans could be. Its hard to tune my mind to go out for a movie, an outing, having uninvited guests, a lunch or a dinner date which might be because of this disorder. So much so that at times it feels like war attending to phone calls from friends too. To keep it simple and not make it look terrible,