Double-Bed was probably the most disruptive invention of all time. That’s exactly when our Human race started losing its shreds of personal space. Even before GPS trackers, Facebook check-ins, and our nosy aunties unanimously screwed over the remaining percentages of our personal space. The double bed is the final point of Deja-Vu for the furious wife, confused husband, nosy mother, and blood-thirsty siblings. You could strategically escape away to the office, loiter around the streets or disconnect the phone calls. But the double bed at home is the vicious epicenter, where you need to return back. The double bed is where you face your Karma and settle the dust.
The transition from Single-Bed to Double-Bed marks the ceremonious start of numerous life-altering events.
It all starts with the pristinely decorated Double-Bed on the wedding night, where your ability to hump the newly-married wife, gets celebrated by the family and society. This is followed by numerous ecstatic coital episodes on that double bed until the society starts demanding a tangible “result” from the marathon humping – A child. Meanwhile, the Double-Bed starts introducing the couple to the risks of diminishing personal choices. Those numerous “worthless Mother-In-Law” discussions, “who cooks better” judgment calls, sniffing into each other’s phones, arguments over financial decisions, family functions, travel and accommodation plans, and a lot of many things. The Double-Bed is where it all attains closure.
The 72’’ X 48’’ double-bed witnesses the culmination of all universal forces. Either the couple attains self-realization and separates into a Single-Bed arrangement, or succumbs to social pressure and involves in more unprotected coitus to pop out a child. While your personal space had already been compromised long back, you brace yourself for more responsibilities, even lesser personal space, and more commitments, all on the Double-Bed.
The double bed is an Ultimate Teacher. It teaches you to Compromise, Adapt and Manage.
The double bed teaches you what your Mother or Mrs. Gonzales at school couldn’t. It teaches you to compromise, adapt and manage. You can no longer enjoy Netflix on speakers. It’s time to grab your headphones. You can no longer keep the bedside lamp switched on. You can no longer enjoy your Beer and Chicken Tandoori right on the bed. You can no longer fart carelessly into the blanket. You can no longer sleep like an Ameba, stretched recklessly across the bed. Double-bed trains you in self-realization and self-control.
Remember, Double-Bed is more than a mere piece of wooden furniture. It’s a pathway to the layers of life.