But I don't love this place called my bedroom.
On dictionary.com, I find two meanings articulated for this concept called bedroom.
One says: a room furnished and used for sleeping
Another says: a room furnished with beds or used for sleeping
Just in case the meaning of room is debated and philosophized and spiritualized, here are two meanings that, to my mind, hold sway:
Now have a look at this bedroom. I randomly picked it up searching on Google.
All the houses that you've been to, how many bedrooms have a similar layout? There goes room that means 'availability', 'scope', 'opportunity'.
And all construction companies, including the mightiest ones which are considered 'brands', keep feeding us with the ideas of 'BHK' (bedroom, hall, kitchen). With those thoughts we dream, we buy, we get into the cycles of EMIs, and so often get into those ever-debilitating problems called Lifestyle Diseases, in spite of the earnest attempts to visit the best of the gyms, and to work out on the best of the equipment.
Just yesterday, son of my Dad's good friend, at the age of 36, underwent angioplasty. Going by what I've seen of them, he lives in a house with a fair number of bedrooms and a little lawn as well to boast of.
On dictionary.com, I find two meanings articulated for this concept called bedroom.
One says: a room furnished and used for sleeping
Another says: a room furnished with beds or used for sleeping
Just in case the meaning of room is debated and philosophized and spiritualized, here are two meanings that, to my mind, hold sway:
- space or extent of space occupied by or available for something
- opportunity or scope for something
Now have a look at this bedroom. I randomly picked it up searching on Google.
All the houses that you've been to, how many bedrooms have a similar layout? There goes room that means 'availability', 'scope', 'opportunity'.
And all construction companies, including the mightiest ones which are considered 'brands', keep feeding us with the ideas of 'BHK' (bedroom, hall, kitchen). With those thoughts we dream, we buy, we get into the cycles of EMIs, and so often get into those ever-debilitating problems called Lifestyle Diseases, in spite of the earnest attempts to visit the best of the gyms, and to work out on the best of the equipment.
Just yesterday, son of my Dad's good friend, at the age of 36, underwent angioplasty. Going by what I've seen of them, he lives in a house with a fair number of bedrooms and a little lawn as well to boast of.
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