RiAnsh SS- The Life and Times of Vansh Raisinghania- Chapter 2, Page 2

Hello everyone! So, I finally decided to give into this constant itch in the back of my mind, and actually pen down something on this fictional couple that I am completely obsessed with. This idea just came in my mind randomly, and wouldn't leave until I did something about it. Below is the result of that annoying itch. This is my first time EVER writing something resembling a 'story', so please be kind, and do leave your thoughts❤️

This would be a series of totally random, unconnected excerpts from the diary of Vansh Raisinghania, chronicling his life and day-to-day activities. They could be long, or short, significant, or insignificant, canon, or not. I would venture from the original storyline as and when I see fit. Just a look at his life, in his own words, in a humorous, fluffy, sarcastic way.

Part One

01/03/2021

Dear diary

My name is VANSH RAISINGHANIA. I am a dangerous mafia, a smuggler, a businessman

Dear diary

I am Vansh Raisinghania. My wife is Riddhima Raisinghania. My dadi’s name OH hell!!! How to do this??

Dear diary

As you might have guessed by now, this is not my cup of tea. And by ‘this’ I mean generally talking and writing about my feelings. This is the first time I am doing something of this sort, and only because Angre finally snapped and asked me to shut up and stop being such a whiny ass. That git! How dare he talk to me like that! I would surely have fired him then and there if he wasn’t my oldest, most trusted, and competent employee. And, also, my brother-in-law. My right-hand, and probably my only friend. And let’s be honest, how am I ever going to find anyone to replace him, and who would be just as good? It’s not like I can give some advertisement in the newspaper to recruit new people. Nor can I hold some All-India competitive examination for this purpose. And so, I have no choice but to make-do with that pesky Angre.

Anyways, once I calmed down, I did see the merit in his advice- as unsolicited as it might have been. I do have a lot of dormant, dabi hui feelings inside me, and no outlet for them. I cannot talk to Riddhima about everything ( because who does that?), and clearly Angre is no more an option. Ergo, this lame attempt at journaling. Who knows I might even like it. If not, I could just go back to chewing Angre’s ears off. Because, let’s again be honest- same as me, even he doesn’t have any choice but to listen to my ‘whining’. Its not like he can go somewhere away from VR Mansion, or find someone else. I am, after all, his brother-in-law, and his only friend.

Okay, this is all for today. I think this was enough for an introduction. Bye!

P.S. - How do I sign-off? Should I write my name? Signature? 'Bye' sounds so childish. What are the accepted norms of diary writing? I should probably do some google search.

P.P.S.- I need to find some other way to begin my entries. ‘Dear diary’ sounds like something my Dottu would say, and not THE VANSH RAISINGHANIA.

P.P.P.S.- Should I or should I not tell Angre that I took his advice and is now pouring my feelings in a diary? Hmmm, probably not. Better to keep this thing to myself.

P.P.P.P.S.- Is it P.S., P.P.S., P.P.P.S.,…? Or is it P.S.1,P.S.2, P.S.3…..? Need to google search this too.

INDEX

Part One- Pg 1

Part Two- Pg 2

Vansh baba ki Dear diary😃

Nice concept... Do Continue.

this is so nice. please continue.

Wow nice concept vanah struggling to Express his feelings nothing new. Keep on writing 👍🏼

😆😆

This is absolutely fun 😆 do continue

Loving the concept ❤️

This was fun . Diary of vansh raisinghania 😆

Cant hold competitive exam or give advertisements 🤣

please continue its fun

This was fun...😄

Please continue...🤗

Good Lord, this was amazing! 🤣

Arnima this is hilarious and amazing 🤣

This reminds me of my childhood days where I would write these stuffs and blabbering 🤣

From brushing till bed at night 🤣 all stupid stuffs will be in my dairy. Hardly I wrote for a month or two and then left 🤪I don't have that good habit 😆

Loved it do write more eagerly waiting 🤗❤️

Drop some likes and comments, please! Pretty please?😳

PART TWO

4/03/2021

Dear diary

It has been 4 days since I decided to do this, and I must say it hasn’t been so bad. It's been a little cathartic to just methodically write about those thoughts that keep on buzzing in my head. It's also been a little revelatory, and I finally understood what Angre was so pissed about. I am a pretty whiny guy. Never realized it before, but all those statements of being a closed book and being password protected now seem to be just annoying exaggerations. No wonder Angre’s standard reactions whenever I start talking are heavy eye-rolls, poorly concealed yawns, and constant looks towards heaven probably praying for some divine intervention. Idiot!

I am quite sure I was not always like this. It is a pretty recent development which I attribute to my lovely wife. Ever since Riddhima entered my life, I have had a lot of, ummm, how do I put it? Unwanted adventures, maybe? To put it mildly. You see, my life was already more adventurous and exciting than an average person’s (duh!), but Riddhima just took it to a whole new level, and turned my whole world upside down. Now- apart from the usual mafia business- I also had to deal with things that I never had to deal with before in my home. Like dead bodies falling from the sky (R.I.P Mrs. DSouza). Like mysterious, weirdly-obsessed-with-different-colored-gloves-and-hoodies persons roaming around my house. Like annoyingly frequent murder and kidnapping attempts- mostly on my wife. Like shootouts, poisonings, and bombings. Needless to say, it felt like I was a participant in Hunger Games. Except winning Hunger Games seems like a walk in the park now.

That is not to say that I blame Riddhima for all the shit that has happened. Or that she has brought only trouble in my life. Oh no! Despite her penchant for constantly getting into life-threatening situations, she is still the best thing that has ever happened to me. She has filled all the voids in my life with love, laughter, and joy. And, some really mind-blowing sex. And now, with our baby on the way, I do not really wish for anything else in life. Except for some peace, and quiet in my personal life. You know things are bad when the Underworld seems like Disneyland as compared to your own house.

Okay need to go now. Haven’t seen Riddhu in a while and that is never a good sign. God knows what shenanigans she is up to now.

P.S.- Stop saying 'Dear diary', and think of something else ASAP!