Delhiwale: An ode to hawa

In Delhi, hawker Irshad sells rare pinwheels, a nostalgic toy, amidst modern distractions, while vendor Suraj offers handmade versions that charm passersby.

Some hawkers hawk things as common as the mobile phone screen guard. Some hawk things as rare as the “drawing room fish.” Consider this hawker of children’s toys, here in a central Delhi market—see photo. Among other things, he is hawking… hawa!

Irshad is selling breeze, among other things. The breeze is in the form of a pinwheel. The tiny toy traditionally comprises of carefully cut paper pieces attached to a stick. (HT Photo)

Irshad is selling breeze... in the form of a pinwheel. The tiny toy traditionally comprises of carefully cut paper pieces attached to a stick. The breeze forces the paper pieces to spin merrily, like a fairground carousel. In the absence of sufficient breeze, the pinwheel player may force it to rotate by blowing on it.

In a time when our pleasures and distractions are almost wholly sourced from the mobile phone screen, the survival of an object as old-fashioned and analogue as a pinwheel is a miracle.

Pinwheel, however, is rarely sighted in the city streets. Ghaziabad dweller Pushpa Singh, who grew up in rural UP, recalls her long-ago childhood, buying pinwheels at village melas. She says she hasn’t seen them for decades. Whatever, vendor Irshad gets his stock of pinwheels from a Sadar Bazar wholesaler. He calls it khirki, which means window. The vendor is unable to explain the logic behind the name (could it be because a window lets in hawa into the room?). Whatever, the toy seller stocks the pinwheels only during the monsoon months—“because sawan is the only time in the year when the mausam becomes breezy.”

Meanwhile, Irshad, the aforementioned toy vendor, receives a customer. The child does not care for the pinwheels, arranged at the top of the vendor’s pole, getting a plastic gada (mace) instead.