Fellow readers, my warmest Namaste! I'm currently in New Delhi and I just wanted to share with you random thoughts. I'm not exactly being able to write a proper article, so I wrote things to my cousin which I'll share with you. There are some life hacks included and I wish I could upload some photos. Hopefully I will be able to.
Have a great day. All my love ! :*
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Have a great day. All my love ! :*
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Hello Hesh!
So basically I'm going to be using our WhatApps to enter articles for Our Alter Ego. Hope you don't mind. ☺
So, we are driving in Connaught Place, Delhi: the very heart of the Capital City.
It's amazing. You would find pigeons everywhere right now flying towards the perpetually grey sky.
Yes- the sky's never really grey and well everyday looks like everyday!
It's amazing. You would find pigeons everywhere right now flying towards the perpetually grey sky.
Yes- the sky's never really grey and well everyday looks like everyday!
People are bathing with their lungis on the street! Half naked.
So we just insisted we have a typical ride on the tuk tuks in the streets of Meena Bazaar, Chaandi Chowk and Chowdi Bazaar! Delhi 6!!
LOL! It was fun!
Electrical wires hanging above our heads like they are crazy garlands for a festival. There are pigeon defecates everywhere. At a particular junction I saw red smears on the streets and I just thought that someone must have gotten hurt but that's when I realised that people were spitting red paan juices like projectiles from everywhere.
Electrical wires hanging above our heads like they are crazy garlands for a festival. There are pigeon defecates everywhere. At a particular junction I saw red smears on the streets and I just thought that someone must have gotten hurt but that's when I realised that people were spitting red paan juices like projectiles from everywhere.
Old men scratching their big fat stomachs, people staring at you like you are an alien around.
At the Rajghat right now.
Everything is Sirji, Madamji. It feels weird but then even for us it is Sonuji or Sachinji.
It's a different feeling.
Dad was gone buying guavas today. The bargaining even to get on the bicycle carriers was so hilarious. And well, when it comes to bargaining nobody get beat Dad. You can easily cut out the tenth digit completely from the price tag.
Delhi is very dusty.
At the Rajghat, We found a little old man selling sunglasses. And guess the price!? 30 rupaiyaa which equals to Rs 15 (Mauritian)!!
I mean Baba, chaa gaya tussi! :p
The same type of street poor quality thing would be approximately Rs150 in Port Louis.
I mean Baba, chaa gaya tussi! :p
The same type of street poor quality thing would be approximately Rs150 in Port Louis.
What's more is that there was a group of school students, girls in particular. They wanted the aviators, you know Salman bhai me Dabbang waale police glasses?! :p That's how they described it!
We saw Tibetan monks at the Gandhi Smriti. :"D I loved that! Red and saffron sarongs!
Sonuji was just telling us the 'true story' of the Taj Mahal. I'll tell you guys about that later.
He's also telling us that the cops are truly as corrupted as they show in movies! He says that for every 100 cops there might be only one Singham! And he didn't ever meet any Bajirao till date!
Bargaining is so much fun, you wouldn't believe! Lmao xD Some are pretty cunning, they understand our creole language and make you pay accordingly!
He's also telling us that the cops are truly as corrupted as they show in movies! He says that for every 100 cops there might be only one Singham! And he didn't ever meet any Bajirao till date!
Security guards whistle at the monument places like India Gate or Humayun Tomb. One blew it because we were touching the tiny minarets.
#Haanji
I'm finding it a pretty weird routine because back home I normally wait to feel hungry then eat or usually just skip meals, but over here everything is like planned and organised!
One thing, people are not afraid to hum. And that too loudly. Everywhere. On the roads, in the restaurants!
Ah! Speaking on restaurants, there's a particular onion salad that is given for free everywhere you go. It's a nice hack. The salad is dunk in a purple pickled sauce..
It is allowed to be on the phone and drive over here. (Point to be noted.)
It must take you around 2 meals until you can finally have a decent meal, psychologically and tastefully.
We are at the traffic lights right now. There we go with the children knocking at the window. This actually happens.
My tongue is burning. From the food. Another thing, any time, just anytime a fight can explode in the middle of the road.
#Life Hacks in India
1. Being a Mauritian you more or less resemble an Indian so you easily can get free entrances and free tickets to visit places. That also goes by the fact that you don't have to pay Rs 150 to be able click photos or Rs 5 so that they watch over your slippers. Ah slippers! You have to remove them most of the place.
We were just to Connaught Place and My, My! *.*
I saw a lehenga suit and well...Aaaaaaahhh! Dude, I swear it's market value was
-Okay, wait. Just about the time I thought that Bollywood romances are exaggerated versions in movies, young Indians actually are like that. Love birds everywhere!
Oh and yes!! The uniform the cops wear in Bollywood is not the same Delhi police wears! It's dark blue actually.
Yes- so. Market value was literally at Rs 28 600, and the price in Mauritius should have been around the same- if not more. But that factory shop was proposing the same thing for 4000 rupaiyaa or Rs 2000!!!! It was like those Alia Bhatt wore in SOTY, better actually.
The sun was out today! Weirdly! And we actually got to catch a very thin crescent of a pale blue sky. That was when we were to the Jammah Masjid in the morning before our ride in the markets. And being a Mauritian and till date not having been able to enter a mosque in our multicultural country. I feel that we have a long way to go towards social unity. That's why I appreciate the fact that India is a secular country. I got to stand in a mosque without any stares or 'reprimandation' because of my sex.