Keeping the mystery alive

I've always planned how my dream house would be. I don't really care whether people find it too childish or too immature. I believe your house should reflect everything you believe in even if its the world of fantasy and mystery. I want my house to be full of surprises. I love puzzles and mysteries and treasure hunts. So, I want to design my house to reflect that.
Here are a few things I have found out and would love to have in my house.
I always wanted a room in the house for a library with a big red couch and warm lighting,

The Vitruvian Man, somewhere on the walls

A vintage world map as my carpet and of course lots and lots and lots of books.

The entrance to this would be a secret room door that looks like a shelf but is actually the entrance to my library, just like the mystery books.

Being a big fan of Harry Potter, I would love this decal over the switches.

OR

A gate inside the house, separating two rooms.

Someday.

Being my own wind-keeper.

I tend to close the doors and windows of my room and savor the silence that I value so much. Well, that's what I tell myself. The truth is probably that I need to have those few moments where I'm completely myself. I've been seeing less of my friends lately, because they're all far away now. I tend to spend most of my time online watching crappy sitcoms. I've become distant. I don't talk much, but its not that I used to talk a lot before.

I've changed over the past few years. I used to be a person who valued things being done on time. I used to take pride in reaching placed way before time. I used to pick fights and get pissed at people who never valued my time. But now, I end up reaching places late, albeit only by 10 minutes. I think of doing my assignments a day before submission. I wait for the panic to hit me to give me that extra push to start studying and all this is taking a toll on me.

I used to be this person who was not afraid of anything. Now I feel weird taking control of situations. I feel I need 'company' to do stuff. Even if its something like going to the saloon or the grocery store. I've become more lazy. The rains aren't helping my case.

I've been putting on weight. That's because I don't have any kind of exercise in a day. It bugs me that my clothes seem tight now. I've joined and left the gym twice because I don't have company. I can't go running in the morning as it rains and even if it isn't raining I end up convincing myself not to go because of the 'what if it rains' possibility. I know I'm being lazy again.

I keep asking myself. Am I happy? I've deliberated over this for a long time now. When it comes to what all I have in life, yes, I'm happy. I however am not happy with myself. I'm not happy with the person I've turned into.

I really need to get my life back on track. I can't go on like this. Even the thought of what I'm doing with my life is making me cringe but its like I'm waiting for someone to shake me out of it. And I'm tired of making it someone else's job to set me straight. I need to take control. And I will.

When things don't add up

Have you ever wondered why hot, gorgeous women prefer average looking men as compared to the chiseled bodied Greek Gods? Has the thought of 'what was she thinking' ever crossed your mind? A lot of my guy friends are always pissed and complaining when guys they never expect end up with women way out of their league or when guys they don't even consider as competition end up with the women they are pursuing.

It made me think whether the friend zone actually exist or are women coming to their senses and actually blowing up the line that differentiates a sweet friend from potential boyfriend material? I'm not against good looking men, but it has been quite evident that gorgeous women consciously choose to be with someone who has average looks as compared to amazing looks. It probably gives them a sense of security that such guys won't attract unwanted attention from others or it could just be that dating a sexy guy is more hard work.

Contrary to popular opinion, I believe good looking guys have a harder time getting quality women as compared to average-looking ones for this very reason.

I've got a lot of feedback from my friends who are dating absolutely gorgeous men who tell me dating such a guy is hard work and it comes with a catch. There are quite a lot of things you should know before dating Mr. Poster Boy.

People would constantly remind you of how lucky you are (which is subtext for how did you trick him into dating you). No matter how smart and confident and pretty you are, people will constantly remind you that he holds the key to the relationship and you are forever indebted because of how hot he is. Hell, you might even convince yourself about it. These guys tend to be public property. People tend to forget boundaries when it comes to such guys. Even your friends might end up telling you how very sexy your guy looks in his latest profile pic or ask you whether you guy looks as sexy without clothes as he does with clothes. Its a given that such questions are not taken as inappropriate when it comes to sexy men.

However the thing to remember about sexy guys are that they're not to be treated differently than normal guys. If you can manage that, you're golden.

As the popular saying goes, even the queen takes a shit.

Sup with the lingo?

I had to go to this company for a small 6 month project. My University has a reputation of being the birth place for models, actors and delinquents. So as soon as I mention its name people are asking questions like 'Whats your favorite drink? Which party did you attend recently? How many guys are you dating?'. I get treated like royalty at times and people expect me to have all kinds of weird gossip. We're three of us doing the project here.As soon as someone tries to talk to us they break out into this awkward wanna-be lingo (that they probably think is common in my university.) So its like they're trying to speak the 'college language' which is very weird.

I got called 'dude' by a guy. DUDE. (which made me wonder whether I was dressing right)
I got a lot of babes, a lot of 'hey girl'. I even got a Bro once.
The vocabulary is filled with 'sup', 'legendary','awesome' and 'rad'.
People show us the 'rock hands' \m/  way too often.

Its like working with Knock-off Barney Stinsons.

*where is my wine when I need it the most*

Role-play!

I really haven't had the taste of actual dating since I'm in a seven year relationship with my best friend. So, to make things interesting he suggested that he would try to pick me up at a bar. The timing for this suggestion couldn't have been more perfect since I was visiting his city for a conference. After I was done for the day, I took a hot shower and got dressed into an outfit I spent hours deliberating over at home. Actually it didn't matter what I was wearing tonight, I knew I was going to get lucky. But I wanted it to be perfect.

I went down and sat at the hotel bar scanning the crowd. He comes up from behind dressed sharp in a black blazer and says "Excuse me, could I interest you with a glass of wine?"

I say yes and he takes the seat next to me.

Then he asks me "Please don't mind me asking. Are you a really shy person?"

This actually took me by surprise. I answered "No, but why do you ask?"

He gave me a devilish grin and said, "Well, I've been sitting across you for the past twenty minutes and you haven't come over to talk to me"

I laugh at his cute attempt and tell him "I want you to know that I'm in a relationship".

He smiled and said "Oh. I got bitten by a dog when I was a kid."

"What?" I asked confused.

"Oh, I though we were talking about all things irrelevant."

I was floored by his cheeky replies and confidence. 

"I'm Adam by the way, and I'm assuming you're not Eve" he said. (Hmmm...fake name, thats even hotter)

"I'm Ananya. Although, my friends do call me Eve at times"

"Haha! Thats a pretty name, Ananya. Ok tell me something, what do you think happened there?" he said pointing to the couple fighting nearby. I smile, there is always a couple fighting next to us. Balance of the universe, we called it. 

"Well  I think he made fun of her 'I heart Beiber' chain", I said, pointing to her piece of jewelry. He laughs.

"So, what do you do, Adam?" I ask him.

"I create security systems for various companies."

"You mean like banks and museums?"

"Yes. I however am not allowed to talk about my clients. Confidentiality is of great value in what what I do."

"Oh, so you're like the anti-Danny Oceans."

"Something like that. So what does a guy have to do to get a beautiful woman to accompany him for desert? "

"Ask." I said as he extended his arm out. "Desert? Know any nice place?" I ask as i take his arm and we make our way out of the bar.

"Yes, of course. There is this lovely place, only the privileged can get in. Its called 606." He smiled as he sneakily took out a shiny key card. "And looks like we're the lucky ones tonight." 

Un-miffed : Sad or Sexy?

Being asked out by many guys, sure makes me feel good about myself.
Being called smart and sexy by them is a validation on its own, not that I had been searching for it.
But, when all this unwanted attention seems to fall on deaf ears (or blind eyes) to my guy, it makes me wonder whether I rely too much on my own little made-up world inside my head. Alright, I agree, watching my guy get worked up when someone else hits on me is damn sexy (Don't judge me, guys find women cat-fighting or even pillow fighting hot all the time. I'm human).

My guy not being bothered by it at all makes me proud of how secure he is of himself and I also appreciate the space he gives me, although I would like to see his 'fight for me' side as well even if its a little bit of 'pretend-anger' from time to time. Am I crazy to want the crazy?

Oo...thats hot. I rest my case

And the other way around?

Hmm...nevermind

The woman needs her wine.

Hola!

Hello and welcome to my Sanctum Sanctorum. This is my home away from home, my happy place, my lair, my bat-cave, the place I would be doing all my voodoo. I find it easier to clear my mind once I put pen to paper or in this case, finger to keyboard. I hope you'll find it interesting. Feel free to browse through and comment, although I would appreciate you'll not breaking anything while you are here. An outside perspective is always welcome.

Cheers all!