Vihaan's Diary

THE Story starts with Vihaan Gowda -POV



SO -I am Vihaan ....my age is 24 i grew up in a small village near Kochi Kerala I am the son of school teacher and a mother who ran a small home-based business . I was always surrounded by books and stories also my mother used to read aloud to me in Malayalam ,sparking early love for literature I don't have many friends ,books are my only friends i just love to write stories i have fun while reading books I feel they are my comfort zone ...i live in my house in Kerala though u can say I am a south Indian and I'm from a middle class family . 9 FEB morning i was tired so i slept for a while ....

Vihaan's appearance -Vihaan is of medium height with dark brown eyes ,his hair is thick and curly his skin is dusky ,he always dressed in simple clothes ;jeans and plain T -shirts and a denim jacket or hoodie .

his facial expressions are often soft ,with subtle smile -those eyes always seem to be lost in thought or in place far away

PERSONALITY ;Vihaan is an introvert at his core .preferring the quiet corners of cafe or bookstores he rarely shares his emotions .he dreams for becoming novelist.

as it's an Indian house , MY MOM [APARNA] i call her [Amma] who started yelling at me to wake up early and started scolding why are sleeping so late ....dad/Appa [ Surya] also had his breakfast wake up now its getting late .....after hearing this sweet wishes i wake up and got fresh up i wore a shirt and pant then i came to living room we don't have dinning table till now we follow traditional way by sitting at floor ..i had Idli sambar for breakfast ..After a while postman came to give a parcel ..i opened it its was an offer letter for writer i was so happy to see that i missed to see the location mentioned in it then when i read clearly then it was written MUMBAI my mom and dad were happy and tensed by knowing its Mumbai .I explained to them and then we all agreed .my mom and dad are always supportive and encouraging .then my dad started booking tickets for Mumbai and I started packing and dreaming that i finally got the job i was waiting for then soon i will publish my own first book as an writer .next morning i reached the train station i get on the GIMB Humsafar Express train after a long and tired journey i finally reached to my final Destination MUMBAI





the city which never stops dreaming . But Mumbai's traffic



..by the broker the rent was okay for me i got a room like a guesthouse



but only 4 rooms are there i got to know the owner had already given the rooms to other persons i was a extreme introvert its going to be uncomfortable if i have to live with other people when i don't know how to make friends from childhood i never tried to made friends (Flashback) only had a one girl BESTFRIEND but after some time she moved because of her dad's transfer i don't remember her face though . about her i can only tell she was a foodie

Every time she used to come while playing with me she used to eat Wafers a Lot .......

I had tea and my sid classmate had come to meet me and help me with unpacking things so I had met him after a long time he's a funny and chill guy he tries a lot to make me an extrovert like him but it's not my cup of tea ... Then we had snacks like the best of Mumbai any guesses it's Vada pav the main part of Mumbai it was damn good . I got a job of junior copywriter for a small advertising firm .

After packing I had a talk to broker I was asking the questions about who will come in other rooms he said one boy and a girl who lives here before u came but she had gone somewhere she will be here by tomorrow. I think .... I was curious who is the girl and the boy who was also coming as me the questions ❓ raised in my mind ...

Then . That day I had read a book and then i slept because I was tired .



Next Morning - I heard the door bell

I woke up and went to open the door I saw a girl and she said hi I'm Vanya I was nervous I only said hi and then she said she lives next to my room and then went to her room upstairs..

Then I went to my room and after getting fresh up I sat on my study table and began to complete story that I had left incomplete . But my mind was occupied of how the girl looks means her face because it was covered with cap and mask so I couldn't see her face she was wearing a white shirt ,black jeans, blue denim and she had long brown hair



NEXT MORNING - I woke up and opened the door and went to kitchen for coffee then, I saw her Vanya was making tea the smell was and the essence of tea was roaming everywhere .She said hi Good morning and asked my name I told her my name is VIHAAN GOWDA I am from Kerala . I am a author i write novels .what about you she answered I am VANYA RAJVANSHI i live here i am from Mumbai only i am University student and also works part time .our conversation ended she went back to her room . then i got fresh up and ready to travel

the quite corners of Mumbai -bookstores and cafe the peaceful places by the sea where i can think and write listening to classical music evenings are my sacred time i will either wander around the city ,often losing my self in the lanes near marine drive .