The Other Room

THE OTHER ROOM: WHAT A ROOM!

...The other room is a mysterious room, where strange things happen. The line between the young and the aged blurs: the young do adult things, and the old do childish things.
 ...In that other room, age is really just a number, and even in retirement, some people refuse to get tired.
...In the other room, gentlemen become warriors; lazy women suddenly change into athletes; and even sick people manage to become other-room activists.
...In the other room, men of high estate bend down; high chiefs stoop low; masters of protocol throw all protocols to the wind; and no-nonsense men become beggars...even before house-helps!
...In that other room, women forget about their makeup kits and handsets; women of high breeding play with commoners; and even avowed feminists come down from their high horses and high heels...to give and take.
...From what I hear, when it comes to the other room, there are no weaklings, no retirees and no cripples: everyone aspires for stardom!
...In the other room, all games of the romantic kind are played. So, the other room is also a games-room or a gaming-room. But it's one game where drugs are permitted...to enhance performance, to spread joy, to sustain happiness.
...In that room, that other room, titles don't count: there is no president or pastor or imam or richman or gateman or driver or special adviser....This is why the men are permitted to be children, in that other room only, so that they can beg and say foolish things - things they will never say in the sitting-room!
 ...In that other room likewise, there is no lady (whether first lady or last lady) or queen or maid or graduate or market-woman! There is equality of womanhood. This is why it is permitted for the women, in that other room only, to ride generals, to bend iron-wills, to humble statesmen, to give life and to make men happy.
...But that other room is also a room of magic. And it is dangerous magic. This is why in that magical room, a sly woman can cast spells on an otherwise wise or strong man, using those dreamy eyes, that soft voice and those soft hands...and proceed to dispossess him of his sense and his virtue and his integrity and his commonsense and his strength and his school fees and his business capital and his salary....
If you doubt me, ask Mike Tyson, Tiger Woods, CP Oyakhilome, Edward Moore Kennedy....
 ... And because in the other room, the requirement is not a degree or class or sophistication, but just passion, every woman is a woman is a woman in there. And so, every woman in the other room has the liberty and the license  to be herself, and to be enraptured in the sensuous and psychedelic pleasures that the other room can offer. She can quiver and shiver and whimper and cry and scream and...why not. What happens in the other room stays in the other room: pleading generals, statesmen on bended knees, quivering Amazons, helpless divas....This is why the other room is also a dark-room of secrets. What happens there stays there.
...In the other room, every person wants to acquit himself/herself excellently by answering his/her father's name heroically...and, sometimes, too loudly.