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Miss October of the Calendar Girl Bindiya Kishor Farswani as Red Riding Hood an interview by Ruqya Khan

Words fail to capture the true emotions of how thankful this modern RED RIDDING HOOD feels to all those beautiful souls who took and provided a chance of showcasing the beauty within me to the world at large. Thank you for welcoming me in your world of love, glamour, inspiration, and courage to take on dares! And making impossible stuffs POSSIBLE! THANKS WHOLE TEAM W2W Events – https://www.facebook.com/W2WEvents/?pnref=story

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Some people come with an energy that you really want to catch and Bindiya Kishor Farswani is that person for me. At age 31 she bubbles with the innocence of a child. So warm, loving and giving – she is an artist, a poet, a writer, runway model, a dancer – a creative in every right! The fact that she is a person who has Cerebral Palsy (CP) and she uses her wheel chair to get around does not contain her. She in fact find it liberating and unique. Her sense of humour and love for life always leave room for more. Her chase for happiness is really intriguing because it led her to joy, acceptance and gratitude.


Bindiya’s connect with Zareen and the work w2w events do began in 2014 when she first displayed her painting at Art Nation exhibition. The year after she was seen for the first…

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Turning 18…..A fantasy story.

It is a fact that birthdays do bring a lot of changes but at the same time, they are always very exciting. It brings to my mind the lovely cake, candles, balloons, party, friends, many ribbons, gifts, and mostly food and fun! That is how birthdays were for the first seventeen years of my life. My parents would start planning my birthday a month in advance. All my relatives, friends, and most of the neighborhood were invited. Pretty invitation cards were sent out to the guests. Themes were selected for my birthday party every year. Once we had Winnie the Pooh. The cake, balloons, and the decorations all had Winnie the Pooh on them. In simple words, my birthday was meant to be a fun and glamorous event! Everyone would look forward to that event every year. It was talk of the town after it was over because it was celebrated with great pomp every year! Nevertheless, it all changed once I was eighteen.

The year I was to turn eighteen, for some reason my parents didn’t plan anything for my birthday party. I often wondered why no one was discussing my birthday anymore. Whenever I asked my parents to throw a party for me, they said that I was turning into a mature eighteen year old. Moreover, they also mentioned that now I shouldn’t talk of birthday parties as they are considered childish. I did feel very hurt at that point.  I could not understand why they didn’t consider my birthday important anymore. Without any further thoughts, I decided to make the most of it by myself. Just because I would be able to vote after the age of eighteen didn’t mean I had no right to celebrate my birthday! Therefore, I decided that I would celebrate it with my close friends. I ordered a beautiful chocolate truffle cake two days before my birthday and decided to call my few close friends. Surprisingly whichever friend I called was busy that day and said sorry to me because they said that they wouldn’t be able to make it. I really wondered that after all such glorious birthdays why no one wanted to celebrate my birthday with me.

That’s when I really felt that I am turning eighteen. I began to think that parties are only for kids not girls turning into adults like me. I didn’t discuss my birthday anymore with anyone. However, when that day arrived I was very amazed and touched. When I got up in the morning, I saw the whole house decorated with flowers, balloons, candles, and with loads of other decorations! Indeed, I was so stunned that I thought I was dreaming! Later on, my parents came to hug me and asked me to get ready quickly because there was a party they had organized for me! I was content and thrilled! However, besides these feelings of joy I somehow began to feel matured.

Anyhow, I dressed myself up like how any eighteen year old would do and headed for the party! For the first time I was now eligible to open a bottle of champagne! Moreover, I was delighted to see all my friends who had few days back said no to me! It was at this moment my parents told that my friends refused me because we had already invited them and we request your friends not to discuss about this surprise party with me. Honestly, I did have the time of my life as I always did on my birthdays. Nevertheless, I now I knew that along with fun comes responsibility. Now I wasn’t only a child anymore- now I was a woman who was eighteen. I now couldn’t crave for those ‘childish’ themes and parties. It was a major turning point in my life. I thank my patents for that beautiful day- not that the others were bad. It was something different- the first milestone that drove me towards the way to maturity.


Bindiya Farswani