Pink skies are my favourite
Dil Walon Ki DilliWe saw that very well when, not long ago some of us tried to extend our support to Nepal. #LappisForNepal
It’s time again Dilli to let the same generosity to flow and this time it’s for Chennai.
Like last time we assure you that the kindness you show will surely be received by someone in need.
Our Team #lappi’s is collecting
Relief Material for the ones in need in Chennai.
We are collecting following items:
– Clothes (3-20 years)
– Plastic mats
– Basic Medicines (Fever&Diarrhea etc)
– Flash lights/ Batteries
– Milk powder
– Rain coats
– Sanitary Pads/ Diapers
– Water Bottles
– Disposable goods
-First Aid Boxes
-Anything you see fit which will be required.
So now be generous and start donating. Trust us you’ll feel better.
We’ll appreciate if you guys can get it delivered if not get in touch with us.
1. Delhi – North
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2. Delhi – North (Truck)
Main Gate of Shalimar Park, Model Town part 2
3. Delhi – South
C-16 Nizamuddin East
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Corner house before the market
4. Delhi – South
C-143 Defence Colony Main road
The E01 Foundation
⁃ Where #LappisSaveTheWorld
Avadh Nagpal (Delhi University) – 91-9899984448
Janit Sahni (Tarachand’s) – 91-9717678787
Hrida Banga (Modern School, BK) – 91-9999577877
Rabani Rekhi (Modern School, BK)
Piya Uppal (Modern School, BK) – 91-9811819360)
So I would like to just start off by saying that I have only very recently started using public transportation (Shameful, I know) so my interactions and experiences with the autowalla’s are fairly limited to ‘Bhaiya ____ jane ka kitna loge?’ and the usual bargaining that ensues after they give you an absurdly high price (“Bhaiya GK jaane ka 100rs? hum toh roz 60 main jaate hain. Theek theek lagao ya meter se chalo”) And the way they either stay silent the whole ride or curse and mutter under their breath about how pathetic traffic is, so the following experience was quite a surprise.
I usually have to walk till the gate of my colony to flag down an auto so I set out 10 minutes earlier than I had to leave for class to do just that, as I usually do, when I found an auto passing my house and flagged it down thanking anything and everything that was up there. I asked how much he would take and the first thing he said to me was “Didi, hum meter se chalte hain” (I go by the meter) which anyone living in Delhi would understand, is not as common as it should be. I got on, expecting another mundane, boring ride and regretting not bringing my earphones along, when he said something that struck me at that moment as a bit funny.
“What road do you want to take?”
This isn’t a direct translation, these are his exact words, although a bit hard to decipher with his this accent.
“That’s not an answer beta, no road is a problem you must have a preference na? You must give one answer, no road is problem for me” He said with the amused lit one has when scolding a naughty child.
“__ road is good, bhaiya”
After which he proceeded to ask me what I was studying, what I was planning on studying (“US beta?”) and on telling him I was planning on studying in Canada, went “Toronto is quite big no? bigger than Delhi?” and went on to ask if I had family there and how mass media generates a lot of money these days. Thoroughly impressed at this point not just because of his English, but also his general knowledge, my curiosity got the best of me as it generally does.
“Your English and General Knowledge is quite good bhaiya..”
I was not prepared for what he said next, and I paraphrase a little:
“I read English newspapers every single day, beta. My community is quite illiterate, most of them haven’t been educated so they disapprove of anyone that tried to pursue a good education. They don’t support me, so I can’t call for the English newspapers to my house. My neighbor is a judge, so everyday at 6 when I get off work I change my clothes and go to his house to read his newspaper. My wife is not educated and is surrounded by women that just want to watch serials on TV, so there’s nothing I can do about her. It all depends on the ‘enbiorment’ (environment) na? But I put my children in school.” He replied, smiling to himself.
“The young baccha’s these days go to college and school but have no interest in it. So many times I try to speak to them in English and they say no, we are comfortable speaking Hindi only.” Cue exasperated head shake and tch tch sounds.
“I want to practice my English, its all about practice na?”
We spoke at length of what he could do to improve, how the youth can improve, corruption and things in general where he would thank me for correcting his dictation and pronunciation . It may not seem like a big deal, but I know those 15 minutes were important for his growth, and our development as a society starts with them. It starts with their growth and their ability to acknowledge and recognize just how important education and being an over all good citizen is.
That day I got off the auto with a new perspective and a renewed sense of hope, and he got off at 6 to head off to read the English newspaper with a few extra bucks and a little more practice.
“I want to be a rich man” He said, “and I’m taking the steps necessary to achieve that goal”.
And I have no doubt that you will, Angrezi Babu, I have no doubt that you will.
So I recently did an Ad for Clean and Clear, which was absolutely insane.
For those of you who don’t know, Clean and Clear is brand that manufactures beauty related products such as face washes and creams. C&C India have a tie up with The Danceworx, a dance academy I have a scholarship at, so they went to all our studios – we’ve got many around Delhi and some in Mumbai – and held open auditions.
Now, originally, I wasn’t planning on giving the audition for some unfathomable reason, until one of my instructors and my siblings forced me to give it with them.
I was one of the 30 girls to get selected, and after the dress rehearsal, one of the remaining 10.
The shooting for that 30 second Ad started from 5 am to 4 am the next day. From finding the perfect hair, makeup and clothes for each girl to feeding them and making sure they’re comfortable along with the constant touch ups, everything was done in abundance.
The set, the people, the props..all contributing to an amazing experience; My first professional shoot.
And it’s back! The summer exhibition of jewellery and clothes by Bamby Singh.
Join us on March 28th and 29th at 16 friends colony west, New Delhi from 11am to 7pm!🌟
Hope to see you all there!
So as I mentioned earlier, I share this blog with my cousin, who uploads everything fashion related and otherwise.
We haven’t uploaded anything in a while and we decided that there’s no better time to do this.
We’re having an exhibition!
Bamby singh is holding an exhibition for her autumn collection that will span across 3 days.
It’s an open event and she does all kind of clothes.
Customised and otherwise.
We would really appreciate it if everyone stopped by to take a look at some gorgeous pieces of clothes and jewellery.
Looking forward to seeing everyone there!
I’m sure EVERYONE has felt or thought that at some point or another. Your meeting is an hour away, you’re stuck in traffic, your best friend moves to another country, your elder sibling moves away for college and so many other examples.
Distance, really does suck
And yes, we do have this magical thing called the internet and applications like Skype and FaceTime and whatnot, but really, they’re only useful to a certain extent. When you Skype with someone or talk to them over the phone, you can see them laugh, you can hear them laugh, but you can’t Feel them laugh. That’s the thing. The internet may join our voices and minds, but the physical close and intimacy is missing. I repeat,
Also, distance takes a lot out of two people. Not all relationships can survive the test of distance and time. Let’s take for example, the inspiration for this post- my cousin in America. She’s coming down to India after years, and we don’t talk at all. We don’t have problems with each other and there’s barely any awkwardness when she’s actually here, but the point is, it all changes when she goes back. There’s no contact, because our bond isn’t strong enough to survive its hardships. We love her, but distance doesn’t love us.
But there are two sides to this coin. While distance may lessen affection in some cases, it strengthens and increases some in others. Like my elder cousin that’s here, she has an amazing relationship with the one that’s in America. Again, bonds and perspective.
I guess distance and love, really intertwined.
Distance is a bitch.