Bedroom




Bedroom is a hallowed place where the only conversation permissible should be about love and romance. But fights, arguments, discussions on financial affairs and other matters are held there. This disrupts the equilibrium, upsets the balance of life. All conversations (except love and romance) should happen outside the bedroom.



Whatever needs to be discussed – office, home, kids, finance, or miscellaneous other topics - should be done in any other part of the house except the bedroom. Finish off whatever it is before going into the bedroom. Once the partners step into the bedroom they should shut themselves off from discussing other subjects.



In the bedroom, the focus should be on each other. Nothing should distract them, disturb them. Bedroom is a place to create beautiful memories. To discover more about each other. There’s more to be explored. No one can claim to know his/her partner fully. Bedroom is the place where you can get to know more about your partner, where you can get closer. There’s always some empty space to be filled, no matter, how many years have passed living together.  



Few ideas I am sharing for the benefit of those who maybe wondering what the hell am I talking about.



In the bedroom:



Whisper sweet-nothings

Express solidarity for each other

Appreciate  

Read love poems

Listen to each other’s heartbeats

Watch a romantic movie

Croon a song

Fantasise – share those fantasies

Hold hands and listen to silence

Be what you are, not what you want to be

Be what you want to be, not what you are

Play games

Occasionally, keep the lights on, for a different effect

Be happy – because a happy person equals a happy partner

Don’t analyse, don’t criticise

Transform moments into memories

Set your creativity into action – be innovative



Remember, it's the bedroom that decides the health of your relationship.     



-          NZ

21.9.2019

BN: 134


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