Delhi Diaries-A room, an accent and etc
By now, I’m very sure that I’ve built all the suspense a good (read better) writer needs in order to be successful. So, cutting the long story short, we shifted back to Bangla Sahib, lived there for two days, continued with our PG hunts and finally got one in Moti Nagar.
Now, this family consisted of a husband, his wife and their son. The room was fine, the loo we had to share, food was good, the metro station was a few minutes away and me and A was happy yappy and all excited to see the office life…
I was interning with GH, an ‘I*dia T*day’ publication and my office was at Jhandewalan-yes, the Videocon towers. Now, that’s not important, inne? But yes, wherever you are in the world, there are things which would make you feel like you are at your home town only. Like the taxi drivers, who would always whistle, smile and giggle, turn the music loud, or honk at you if you pass such a place. Moving on, the building was definitely impressive and as soon as I entered I started spotting news readers and faces which by that time I’d only seen on TV.
Soon I got introduced to the lovely receptionist was given a station to work at, having been introduced to the assistant Ed*t*r.
Now, I can’t really account for the whole month and you’d really not like to know about the work part. But I’d like to let you know that the same floor also housed offices of I*dia T*day’s other publications like Cosmop*litan, Harp*r’s Bazaar etc. And here is what all I remember of it
- I hated waking up one hour earlier than A. I hated that totally.
- I loved Saturdays and Sundays-they meant a lot of sleep. A hated me on weekends for I preferred sleeping than roaming.
- An accent-oh yeah! I wouldn’t have realized that I was speaking like the assistant Ed*t*r, had Rushabh not pointed it to me.
- The canteen served good food. It was always full of people with made-up faces but I loved sitting there and watching Delhi under the sky.
- One section of the office was always on fire. Ok. Joking. All I mean is that the girls of that section were very chic and modern. They dressed in latest fads, they walked in high heels, and they looked like they just jumped out of a fashion magazine. So, in short I was Bird watching. And how I loved doing that!
- There were some nice, handsome guys in the same section. Hmm. I thought one was real cute. One day he walked up straight to me and asked where the assistant Ed*t*r was…And I knew he was a gay. Poor luck!
- A lady, at a very good position, wore the same clothes to the office for all the 18 days I went there. Gross, no?
- There wasn’t much work to do… I was real busy only for one week, thus, I would suggest people not to intern with lifestyle magazines.
So, Delhi aka dilli in all was a fun, lively time I had. We stayed the last two days at the savior’s home, his wife is an amazing cook… saw movies like Dev D, Katha, had fun, had prawns, had fun, had chats, had fun and returned back…with loadsa memories…
Yeh dilli he meri jaan…
a well written conclusion. somehow internships provide a short lived ‘fun’ look into the working world. but when it comes to really working after graduating, its a diff thing all together. we get in the stream, in the flow and in the fun that time
may this be the start of a lifelong journey into any world you wish to
i have to say, delhi was kinda bland for me too…and then chand was a totally diff world. and shimla…is history
I wish u’d say more about the kind of job u did
How do u recognise if ppl are gay? :-/
Being amongst India’s newsreaders.. ooh!
Instead of blog update, I was awaiting a Flickr update
had fun…..had fun,,,,,had fun,,,,,
when did u work man??
i wish i was into a job like urs!!!
@ GP
Delhi-I was expecting it to be bland too… but guess the course of events made me had a good laugh as it ended…
@ Shruti
oh..i thought that wud bore you! about the ‘gay’ thingy, well, someone from the same office confirmed that later on. But well, i must say i follow the traditional approach there- the way he spoke, talked etc etc…
@I walk alone
hmpf :\
@ swati
lol… jobs are never so.. only internships are…
Read the whole series n it made for a nice coherent episode of life:)
So much ado for a room…it really is tuff to get a “chat” above one’s head in India’s metros:(
Bird watching…best passtym:P
Ooooooh, so I guess you interned with G Homes right? The magazine is brilliant. One of my several vices. I have worked in one of the leading ad agencies in India, but I’m still intimidated by Media people….mmm I felt I was too shy, too reserved, too ‘un-cool’ for that field. I moved to marketing communication in 1.4 years.
Coming back to your post, have you also noticed one thing, girls always check out other girls on what they are wearing, etc.
# yes, I did with GHK….
the mag is good indeed…
WOW! u have?! thats nice but yes, at times we dont feel our best in some field…good, u moved …. and marketing communication sounds so kewl to me…
About girls checking out girls, yes, I have often. Though I prefer not to, but being from a small town, girls at the office in Delhi were just too beautifully dressed and well made, I had to notice them…
cheers to their sense of fashion…I think I loved the fact that they were so comfy in whatever they wore!
Shabash
Help to ki na finally dilli waalo ne 
Is that lady still wearing the same dress to office?
# aniruddha…
yah yeah! I dunno… but isnt that so gross?