Novels by Khao, Piyo and Travel - Mazzani life

Another two weeks have passed and tomorrow we will be evicted together from the house as was planned by the Producers.Pihu and I have been together almost every waking hour. She is so sorted in her mind. Always clear about her thoughts and feelings. We are so different. I am always overthinking and confused about my feelings. Though my life and future has always been well planned and I follow my planning strictly to achieve my life goals but same I can never claim about my feelings. On the other hand, Pihu literally lives in the moment. She doesn’t even plan her day properly.We were talking about future and investments and she has almost none except for the bare minimum which she was forced to do for taxes. How can a person not think and secure their future. She has no idea where she has spent all her money. Except for car payment and recurring deposit which her father has forced her to do, there is no account about all the money spent. I was baffled when s

“Virat, why are you crying? What happened? Are you missing your family? Son, talk to me.” Said Richa Mam. She is the senior most in the house. She was the top actress of her time in late 80s.“Huh. I am not crying Mam. Must be some dust in my eyes.”“Virat. I have children of your age. I can easily tell when someone has allergy and when they are crying. It is fine if you don’t want to share. But you don’t need to cry alone. I am there. Think of me as your mother.” Said Richa Mam kindly.My control on tears slipped after listening to her and I started bawling like a little boy. She just hugged me and said nothing. After 5 whole minutes, I was feeling so much better.“Virat, are you crying? Varsha said you are crying your heart out.” Pihu came running.“No Pihu. I just have dust in my eyes. But thank you for caring.”“Ohh Virat.” Pihu just hugged me tight and sat beside me.I am feeling like all energy has come back to me.

It has been 2 days since the truth and dare game. I can still easily recall the touch of her lips and it still sends shivers in my body. I am not sure why I keep remembering that simple kiss. It was not even some mind-boggling out of the world experience. It was just one simple small kiss and not even my first time kissing Pihu. We kissed in almost every episode of our series. We even shot love making scene. So, one small kiss is almost nothing.“if it was nothing then why do you keep remembering it.” That small voice in my head which I have since named N-Virat (short of nagging Virat) asked sweetly.“I don’t know and don’t you start nagging again. I am already confused” I said trying to shut him up.“I think you are falling in love with Pihu” suddenly Pratham’s words came to me.“This cannot happen. This house is effecting me. I will not think about any of this. Virat you need to be strong. A little stint like this cannot impact your

“I will spin the bottle. Everyone sit in a circle please.” Pihu said excitedlyBottle pointed to everyone and eventually it pointed to Pihu. I really wanted to know what she will reveal or do because nothing is impossible for Pihu. More I know about her more curious I get.Now I know that she started acting in TV series and films when she was just 4 years old. Her whole childhood was spent going from one studio to another. She enjoys acting a lot and wants to do all different kind of roles. But she couldn’t enjoy her childhood and was always envious of other children from her neighbourhood. So, her children will not start any kind of work till they are atleast 15-16 years old.Her parents are not bad people but her working was necessary because they do not belong to high earning class. However, they never forced her to do anything against her wishes. She loves her little sister so much. Her words not mine. She is studying to be a doctor and Pihu is very

“Virat, let’s play truth or dare. Come see everyone is playing. Come please.” Pihu urged“Ok”Another 5 days are gone. These days my life has started revolving around whatever Pihu wants me to do and fighting with Akash and his gang.Yesterday, she got me to swim with her. Before that she wanted to eat something good. So, I ended up cooking for the entire house.We are also participating in each task and as usual fighting and destroying everything. I have not forgotten my aim of coming in this hellhole.I sometimes think that I would not have achieved my aim had it not been Pihu to keep me grounded. I am not sure why I never noticed that she looks so beautiful in Indian ethnic wear. No doubt her historical drama was so successful. Audience must have found it impossible to change the television channel after getting even a glimpse of her.2 days back, we had a task where she and I had to play king and queen while others had

5 days have passed. I have fought with Akash every single day and at one time, we even pushed each other. I have destroyed every task given to us and one time even broken furniture. This is now getting tiring. I am not sure I can survive whole month.On the other hand, Pihu is now friends with both groups - Akash and anti-Akash. Everyone loves her and she has somehow become anchor to me. I sometimes think I will go mad if she is not there.I am not feeling good since morning. How can I stoop so low to just change my image. I don’t what was I thinking coming to this hellhole. What kind of actor am I if I need to trick audience using this stupid reality show. I must not be a good actor, this is the reason Rakesh Sir wanted me to come to this show. Everyone wants to get rid of me. I know I am not the most pleasant person but am I so bad? Yes, Virat noone even wants to see your face in person that kind of worst person you have become. Do you remember how you spoke badl

Six months have passed and Dream is flying to Paris after two days. Maa and I have decided to go with her to settle her there. Maa has decided that she needs a break and hence, she is going to stay at our Paris flat with Dream for a few months.Kiran Aunty tried to convince Maa that this unnecessary. She even said that she will pay for our journey but Maa has told her firmly that Dream is her daughter and Kiran Aunty should not come between mother and daughter. I could see the relief in the eyes of Kiran Aunty. She was really worried about Dream.Dream is jumping all over in the house. I cannot believe this is same child who told me that she is not a child anymore with serious face. My brave little sister. She is not even worried about her packing.Maa and Kiran Aunty have turned the house upside down and deemed everything under the as necessary to pack. I have told them that we are not doing this and only Dream’s clothes and painting set will go. Re

“We have a plan and you will just need to follow it”I explained everything to Dream and like a naïve child she is, she agreed to everything without questioning or fear.Children are so pure in their trust. They just do not doubt one bit about their own safety if they trust you and I am determined to not break the trust of my precious child.Finally after all the preparation, convincing and taking principal, teacher and class representative into confidence and going through each step with everyone multiple times, we are as ready as we can be.Today we are going to teach Dream how to fight back and to that bully that it is not ok to bully others.“Hello, I have got some chips and coke for you. You must be feeling tired after bullying other people, right. Please have it so that you can do better job at bullying. And I have got chips and drinks for everyone in the class as well because you all must

I am finding it difficult to wrap my mind around the fact that we are asking Dream to go against a big man. She is so tiny. She hardly reaches above my waist.But Mom is right we need to enable her to tackle such people. She will be alone in Paris. PI pep talk to myself and steel my heart with determination that if that knucklehead touched even a hair of my Dream all bets are off. I am going to make him suffer for even thinking about bullying.Suddenly I become cautious, when did Dream become so important and when did I turn into protective big brother. It is a good feeling. I sometimes even think of her as my daughter.“Dream, we need to talk to child” said Mom“What happened Deepali Aunty?”asked Dream.“We know that you are being bullyed at college and this is the reason you don’t want to attend college anymore” said Mom“ How did you know? Did college principal comp

A plan is forming in my mind slowly. But I am still not sure if my little Dream will be able to have enough courage to execute it. But her future life depends on this event and handling of it. Whether she will always be a victim or fighter, this plan will decide and I know she is a fighter.I need to discuss it with Gaurav and Ram as well in the evening.“Hi Mom, are you still thinking about that bully? I am still convinced that we should speak to the principal and teachers. If Dream needs backup or help, they will be the first people present” Gaurav said.“ I agree with you son but just talking to them will not teach Dream about handling this situation. She also needs to learn.”“I agree Maa but I am not able to think of a way where a 12 year old can take on a 19-20 year old and still be safe and I will never agree to any plan which puts Dream in danger” said Gaurav.“I agree to this and I have a pla

Dream is looking more sad every passing day. I even saw her with puffed eyes that day. Could it be just that she is missing Kiran or there is something else happening which I don’t know.“Dream, get up child, you will be late for college.”“ I have headache. I don’t want to go to college today.” Said Dream“Dream, talk to me child, is there any issue at college?”“No Mausi, everything is fine” said Dream but I can see clearly that she is lying. What has happened.I need to speak to Ram and Gaurav.“Ram, have you seen anything not normal happening when you drop or pickup Dream from college?”“Mam, she was very happy for the first week and used to tell me non-stop about what happened and what she learnt. Though I used to not understand a thing but I could tell that the child is happy. But since last three weeks she is sad, doesn’t talk

I have taken admission and settled into routine now. Getting up at 8, getting ready, having breakfast, leaving for University with Ram Bhaiya, calling Deepali Mausi with time when last class will finish and coming back again with Ram Bhaiya.I think people don’t like me in the class. That day one big guy lifted me and moved me out of the way and then said “Ohh I forgot you are our classmate and not some kid playing college college” and then everyone started laughing.I told him that behaving this way is rude and he should not do it again. However, he just ignored me and kept laughing.I don’t want to go to college anymore. I want to go back to Manali. People are not nice here.Ram Bhaiya saw me crying and he wanted to know what happened. But I didn’t tell him. I don’t want him to tell everything to Deepali Mausi. Mamma said we should bother them as little as possible.I don’t know wh