I have been in India for a few months now and yet, I haven’t had the chance to write about my experience working in Delhi for an Indian company and about my new routine. On my first day of work I arrived wearing black-and-white-striped pants and 5 gallons of sweat on me courtesy of the intense heat of Delhi. I was sitting on a chair looking at my poorly done manicure thinking if that moment was still real, and how possible could I be there about to start working in Delhi for a fashion company.
But I managed to survive the first day, then the first week, and then I didn’t even notice when the first month of working in Delhi was completed. I am now “adjusted to a routine” and even if it is a chaotic and hectic one, it is somehow what you can call a routine and you get used to it, or at least you know how to handle it. It is all very contradictory, because despite the fact of me calling it a “routine”, there is no a day similar to the other in a country like this. Everything is in constant change here and every passing moment can bring a surprise.
So yes, I get up everyday, take a shower and get ready to leave the house, but then I don’t know If the bhayia from the rickshaw will try to teach me hindi, or will be a happy one or will try to charge me 3 times the amount of the ride from my place to the station. At lunch time God knows which new flavors I will get to discover, since everybody brings their lunch, but indians love to share, so everything is set on the table and everybody gets to eat a little bit from everyone’s lunch. Some things are delicious, some aren’t that much, and some of them are so deadly spicy that they make me sick.
I leave the office around 5 pm, and I have to take the metro in Huda City Centre station, and everyday it is a struggle. Literally. Since it’s the FIRST station of the line, it means ALL the seats are empty, and that means there will be hundreds of women trying to get quickly into the metro coach so they don’t have to be standing all the way home.
After a day of having succeeded at working in Delhi and getting unharmed to my station, there are two options for a night in this city: to go home or to have fun. Some nights there’s nothing more than watching a movie on streaming, some others, there’s energy to go to a party in Hauz Khas Village, even if it’s a Tuesday (or should I say especially if it’s a tuesday?) and some others days there’s time to go out and be a tourist on Delhi. To be honest, nobody here likes the first option (staying at home) that much, since you came to India to live and not to sleep. (But I must confess I have a reputation now of being able to sleep for 14 hours straight on a Saturday. I’m not even sorry.)
Since I have already told you about things to do in Hauz Khas Village, I would dedicate this one to another tourist attraction in Delhi: Bangla Sahib. The other day I went to visit this Gurdwara (Temple) near Connaught Place, and I remember a friend referring to it as her “consolation prize” for not being able to visit the Golden Temple in Amritsar. If you are traveling around India, and Punjab is not in your plans, visit this place, hopefully at night or late in the evening to live a somehow similar experience of visiting in Punjab (if you are a woman don’t forget to bring a pashmina or scarf, it’s mandatory to cover your head). I think is worth it and is nice to feel immersed in the mystical culture of the Sikhs for a couple of hours. It was a visit I completely enjoyed and I truly recommend it.
For now, I will let my “routine” evolve and see where it goes, and I’ll keep on trying to adapt to life here, I’ll most likely keep complaining about the things I can’t control (almost everything) and well, I will definitely keep on enjoying the ones that already feel familiar to me. Stay tuned.