Sandeep Mansukhani reached the highest point on planet Earth – summit of Mount Everest at 8,848 mtrs / 29,029 ft above MSL – at 07:57 HRS on 21st May 2018. Congratulations!
The flag of Bishop Cotton School Simla proudly held by Sandeep.
Monthly Archives: May 2018
Capt. Sandeep Mansukhani scales Mt Everest!
A proud moment for BCS and OCA. The first Old Cottonian to successfully summit Mt Everest! Congratulations!CAPT SANDEEP MANSUKHANI SUMMITED MT EVEREST (8848m/29029ft)And YES he did it!!!!!!!21/6 day 5 @ 0757 hrsWith His grace and countless prayers of all you lovely people, the holy Mt Everest allowed Capt Sandeep Mansukhani to reach its summit. He is blessed by Guru to be surrounded by such amazing and caring people.He is a first Sindhi, first commercial pilot and first Old Cottonian to reach the top of the world making us all proud.Nothing more for now…Just keep praying as the descent of Everest becomes very very critical with body losing all focus after doing non stop climb of 24 hrs in thinnest of air and barely eating anything. Will update u later in the day when he reaches lower camps.Regards and loves…..Harsimran mansukhani
Sandeep Mansukhani – the Final Push (Everest 2018 mission)
Update from Harsimran Mansukhani :
CAPT SANDEEP MANSUKHANI HAS LEFT FOR THE FINAL PUSH
20/5 @ 0830 hrs
Finally the hour has come. All geared up….layers of inners under the downsuits….head torches flickering in the cold scary darkness as Capt Sandeep Mansukhani started climbing the steep and dark wall towards summit. No talks at all….just the sound of his own breaths.Unimaginably freezing cold increases the chances of frostbite and cerebral edema. I can imagine him kicking his crampons and taking one step ahead toward his dream summit.
And what makes me so positive today is the messages I am receiving from so many loving people out there who are visiting temples, gurdwaras, doing prayers in their own ways for the safe accomplishment of Capt Mansukhani’s mission Mt Everest. I am so so thankful and grateful to you all.
Next update I might receive after 12am when they will rest a while to change their oxygen bottles if required. Will keep you posted….regards….Harsimran Mansukhani
Sandeep Mansukhani – Everest 2018 – UPDATE:
Message from Sandeep’s wife Harsimran Mansukhani:
Yes it is confirmed…..it is going to be 21st May 2018 when Capt Sandeep Mansukhani will be making his final summit push. It took years of training, hard work and endless sacrifices for him to get there but what matters will be next seven days. Those seven days when he will leave the safe lap of Base camp and head towards a journey amidst death zone predicting any kind of incidental consequences. I have never been scared of anything but yes today I am……..just praying.
Undoubtably weather plays a crucial role on Everest ( the summit of Everest is pummeled year round with jet stream which lifts up only for few days before the onset of monsoon) And weather has been quite unpredictable past few days so the agency was taking various updates from its trusted sources to take final decision.Today they had oxygen briefing and the masks and regulators are issued. The accompanying Sherpa is announced and good to hear that his Sherpa is Tashi( six time Everest summitter), very experienced climber.
There will be no connectivity for next seven days. Only the updates from agency itself.
His itinerary will be
17/5 @ 0200 hrs BC to camp 2
18/5 rest at camp 2
19/5 @ 0700 hrs camp 2 to camp 3
20/5 @ 0700 hrs camp 3 to camp 4(death zone)
20/5 @ 2100 hrs camp 4 to summit push
21/5 expected summit time around 7:30 to 9 am
21/5 back to camp 4 or camp 3 depending upon physical energy left
22/5 camp 2
23/5 camp 2 to BCSeeking your prayers for his success and safety. With His grace and your blessings we hope to hear from Capt Sandeep Mansukhani – as Everester soon. Will keep you posted of all the progress…..deepest regards….Harsimran
OCA UK Newsletter 2018
Hello Cottonians,
Another year has passed by quickly, and as I have read on the COTTONIAN website – Indian Northern chapter had held their Reunion, followed by Mumbai and then New Delhi (home of OCA India) now has come to our turn. Our June Reunion always embraces my fond memories of dear Patina and stands among my top annual social occasions. I really look forward to meeting many more of you this year – even though 2017 faltered in numbers.
Unfortunately, as we grow older, some of us find the travel to attend difficult, hence the decline in numbers yearly. I do not know how many of you watched the BBC rail traveling programme of Michael Portillo’s first leg – Ambala to Shimla. It captured those years returning to school in mid-March with thorough nostalgia. His meeting with OC Raja Bhasin enlightened Portillo and others, including myself. Raja is well rehearsed over the influence of history & politics and the life in the Queen of Himalayan Hill Stations. Which, again I ask, have you watched the TV serial documentary about Doon School that is rated about the best in the world? I think they must mean in a separate league to compare with Bishop Cotton School Simla. BCS sits on a real spur of foothills of the mighty Himalayas commanding glorious panoramic views that leaves Doon on the steps of Dehradun. The only other note I can offer to them and fate – my Parents were married in St Thomas Church Dehradun, 2nd April 1918. Our Alma Mater lives supremely in Shimla! We must uphold our inspiring tradition – tell them who come after us how lucky & blessed they are to study in such beautiful set environment and to remind them of the School motto – OVERCOME EVIL WITH GOOD.
We can only ask you please come and join us for another annual Reunion celebration & carry forward our OCA(UK) chapter. If you have never been before – rest assured you will be most welcome; you will enjoy a First Class afternoon and good khanna amongst genuine old-school company. Come share your memories of school stories & tales of Indiaaah.
Wishing you all a peaceful year and good health. See you in June.
Yours fraternally
Peter Stringer (Lefroy) 1943-47
Dear Old Cottonians,
I write having just returned from BCS where I was joined by The Master of Marlborough College, his wife and daughter and 6 boys and two Masters from the School, all on an exchange visit. They met up with the 6 BCS boys and hm Dinesh Thakur who visited Marlborough last year. This was the sealing moment in this programme, which started almost 20 years ago, when Marlborough Boys were first hosted by Mr Deep C. Anand in Delhi. It was celebrated by medallions, struck by hm Deven Bansal, who son, Tanesh came to Marlborough – to celebrate the event and these were given to all the two parties. Another gesture to follow our Chairman, Kuljinder Bahia generosity in having two fountains built on the first flat and refurnishing of classrooms and house common rooms.
Meanwhile, we have O.C. Captain Sandeep Mansukhani (Rivaz 1994-1995) currently making his second attempt to scale Mt Everest – his first attempt being thwarted by the earthquakes in Nepal in 2015. His son, Kabir Mansukhani has just won his junior marathon – so the genes of courage and determination are passed on.
The Marlborough Boys visited Delhi, Agra (Taj Mahal) and in Shimla Viceregal Lodge and the Mall, Museum and town in general. At School they participated in the “wall climb” went on a hike to Tara Devi and even survived living in a “dorm”. They were lucky to have food, as we never had in time and joined in the Chapel Service and were not affected by the cold, and storms with heavy rain throughout their stay.
The School is looking in great shape. Irwin Hall has been expanded and modernised. The kitchen’s glisten with stainless steel, new staff accommodation, housing 8 apartments has been completed and is now occupied. We await the road leading to the building to be widened to allow car access. I left, as the second flat was having the irrigation pipes installed and I hope on my return at the end of July to see it laid with beautiful green grass. Mr Robinson is doing an excellent job with his staff in seeing the boys academic and sporting efforts well rewarded and there is a wonderful positive and happy atmosphere in the School.
The Marlborough Boys were much impressed by the discipline, courtesy and order of the boys in their smart blazers, white shirts and ties – all under the eyes of the prefects.
I look forward to seeing you at the OCA UK Annual Lunch at the Bombay Brasserie, London on 30 th June 2018.
With my very best wishes to you and your families.
Very sincerely, yours
Gay Niblett
Hon Life President OCA (UK).
NOTE FROM MR NIBLETT
“At the moment of writing, we would like OCs from or UK Chapter to know that we have an O.C. called Captain Sandeep Mansukhani (Rivaz 1994-95) (who has a son, Kabir, currently in B.C.S. and who won his Junior Marathon) embarking on the last and most difficult part of his second attempt to scale Mt. Everest – a feat which would make all OCs very proud. The expenses of the climb are as high as the mountain and any contribution you can make, no matter how small, will be immensely appreciated by him. Thank you. BCS have already made a contribution and OCA (India) have been asked to do the same. Mr Sandeep Mansukhani’s Bank Account details to which you can send your donation to are:
State Bank of India, Account Number 34777 505 766, IFSC Code SBIN 000 1282, East Patel Nagar Branch, Delhi”
OCA (UK) ANNUAL LUNCHEON DETAILS
All OC’s, their family members and friends are invited to attend OCA (UK) annual luncheon, which is to be held on Saturday 30 th June 2018 (11.15 am onwards) at the Bombay Brasserie, Courtfield Road, London SW7 4QH (closest underground station is Gloucester Road).
Bombay Brasserie will charge us £33.00 per person for food. To kick start the luncheon, there will be some bottles of wine and beers, which will be complimentary but if these finish then you will need to pay for any additional drinks. It will be preferred if you could pay for your lunch in advance by telegraphic transfer (preferred method) or by cheque.
Telegraphic Transfer
Lloyds TSB Bank
Sort Code 30 93 84
Account Number 00126972
Reference Please insert your name (plus number of guests)
Cheque
Please make your cheque payable to OCA (UK) and post it to Gursant Sandhu, 44 Chiltern Way, Woodford Green IG8 0RQ. Please write your name on the reverse of your cheque together with number of guests.
Cash
You can pay when you attend.
** Any contributions to OCA (UK) will be greatly appreciated.
If you have any questions about the 2018 Annual Luncheon, then please contact Mr Gursant Sandhu on 07788716525 or gs@notarypublicgs.co.uk
UPDATE:
A few photos from the get together at Bombay Brasserie
On the WAY, the PATH, on the Camino to Santiago de Compostela
Vivek Bhasin : Extracts from my incredible 350 kilometers walk on the Camino Frances “On the WAY, the PATH, on the Camino to Santiago de Compostela” 20 April 2018-02 May 2018
Galicia, an autonomous community in Spain’s northwest, is a verdant region with an Atlantic coastline. The cathedral of regional capital Santiago de Compostela is the reputed burial place of the biblical apostle Saint James the Great, and the destination for those following the Camino de Santiago pilgrimage route. The western cliffs of Cape Finisterre were considered by the Romans to be the end of the known world. The Camino de Santiago (Latin: Peregrinatio Compostellana, “Pilgrimage of Compostela”; Galician: O Camiño de Santiago), known in English as the Way of Saint James ( and Jacobsweg in Swedish among other names, is a network of pilgrims’ ways serving pilgrimage to the shrine of the apostle Saint James the Great.
Being neither wiser nor wittier, 19th April 2018 I departed Stockholm Sweden with some anxiety, apprehension and a little confused from both family and my own inner voice, flying to Madrid Spain. That same evening I nearly missed the last train to Leon from ChaMartin a main line station in Madrid but thanks to a last minute cancellation I clambered on board with the last ticket and my rucksack. It was around 2100 hrs when I arrived at Leon and searching, asking in broken espanol (Spanish) I finally located the Pilgrims office where I was officially given Peregrino Credencials, a special passport to trudge, stomp, heave, and surge my body towards Santiago de Compostela. I was now a pilgrim and the geography of the region called me to start from Leon at 600m above sea level moving through various highs ( 1600m) and lows through Villadangos del Paramo, Astorga, Rabanal del Camino, Molinaseca, Cacabelos, Vega del Valcarce, Fonfria, Samos, Mogarde, Castromaior, Casanova, Arzua, St.Irene and finally Santiago de Compostela. I worked an ETA ( expected time of arrival ) as 3rd May 2018 into Santiago but with the weather gods predicting snow, hail, hard sunshine, hard rain, fog, low clouds, strong winds I urged myself to prepone my arrival a day earlier…02 May 2018.
… 20 April 2018 on the Camino..
There are many ways to lead you to the creator.. some indulge in studies of the divine, others wait to be preached, many sit on the banks of the Ganges whilst some on the Himalayan peaks communicating with powerful in chants and prayers and telepathy; many prostrate along the road full length and the repeat this from toe to hair a million times towards their true belief …
..and there are some like me; a trickling faith, a hundred temples and over three thousand chapel prayers at the Holy Trinity Chapel BCS and still I never got it…
The path from Leon to Astorga and the walk at 0710 this morning… I followed the yellow shell, the pilgrim with his staff bent forward, determined.. I followed the road and only once glanced back at the spires of the Cathedral at Astorga.. I never looked back but yet my psyche was not fully impressed with my faith nor was I sure of the end..
as someone told me.. “ never venture, never win “but is this really a win ?( a flood of memories and then a stillness ..)
When I looked back again.. all I saw was the sky turned red and the sun lifting upwards…
This is no game, no gold medal no pat on my back.. this is a path of true reflection; I follow my own … looking at the ground that changes from asphalt to stone and pebble and grass and back to stone … my shell and I, on the road to Rabanal del Camino…
Every evening I stopped to seek shelter…I lived in Church wings, monasteries, and pilgrim hostels called albergues…some were donativos ( you give a donation of a few euros and they allow you to rest your bruised body….. sometimes 60 of us wheezing, snorting and snoring…this was co-ed, yes we men and them women sleeping next to each other ( okay separate beds!) no adverse thoughts, never…. just a beautiful congregation of souls and that is what mattered….each on a camino….a path ..a way.
I carried my body forward in slow steps and then at the summit appear to stand tall, looking at the horizon, but many weaknesses arise within me… will I be someone else tomorrow and the day after ? Only the Camino will speak to me and finally tell me .. or will it?
On the Camino 23 April..(4th day…)
There was thunder lightning and heavy rain last night at Molinaseca.. (I arrived on 22nd April 2018 after a most difficult walk…up steep gradients, down slippery and dangerously wet slopes with huge slippery rocks, my knees took a pounding, feet swollen and hurting as I limped in to town) .. but today when I awoke in the dark at 0530 .. I saw 2 French Ladies in a hurry .. packing their “mochilas/rucksacks” with head lamps .. whispering in French …they were in a hurry and their briskness got me to lift my body after a hard sleep ..severe pain.
I hit the road 25 minutes later on the road to Cacabelos…The road was hard , the feet pounding … but the sweet cuckoo encouraged my drag to proper steps ..Alessandro the Brazilian was ahead and so was David from Barcelona …and 8 Km to Poneferrida …
I met many amazing peregrinos on the road to Santiago de Compostela ..Mat from England, Als from Holland, Trevor from Australia, Steve from the US.. ( ex Caterpillar engines been to India often.. he looked like Eddie Vedder of Pearl Jam.. )Steig from Copenhagen who stopped every 45 minutes to gulp a pint, a glass of vino tinto and smoke cigarettes, a sprightly young lady from Edinburgh, Vaarik from Lithuania, Juan Franco from Milan, Melanie from Germany, Lorenzo Grossi from Turino, Benedict a young handsome dude from Frankfurt; he walked into the Albergue Fonfria at 2200 hrs, stripped down to his boxers, took a shower, spent another 2 hrs in meditation…by 0300 he was gone into the fog. I met Tina and Alexandra from Riga, Jessica from Germany too; I even met Senor Picasso, Ms. Galicia future Ms. Spain for Miss Universe, a mature and super intelligent ex.Ms.Greece who represented her country in Rio 20 years ago, young and bubbly Isabela a Danish flicka on her gap year walking fast and furiously and fabulously. I met beautiful and intelligent Lady Regine at Vega de Valcarce, we had crossed paths earlier as I was always sitting somewhere panting out of breath as she passed me…but that evening she was in the same restaurant having a pilgrims meal and we talked about life and the camino for many many hours…Regine had come to the end of her camino and was breaking away at O’Cebriero the next morning; we lost each other on the path the next morning but met at the point outside the Church of O’Cebriero…she was someone very special on the camino…And Don O’Sullivan a fantastic person, a fantastically genuine person. Thanks Dan! Namaskar.
And I also met this guy ……I met “myself” and we talked of many things on the camino… materialistic and spiritual…I argued and once shouting at myself I ran short of breath; the body pleaded I needed to rest and so I did on a huge rock to calm myself …….and yes I did ..
As I walked through vineyards and even encountered a one-eyed cat… my feet aching … my body sweating…I still kept asking myself.. why but why..? Even Alessandro asked me what is my Camino ..to be truthful I still don’t know, except I wanted my body to hurt at all points and see it heal when I lay down at night to brace another day on this amazing Camino ..
Days went by….at the point of crossing into Galicia I was walking on the ridge of the mountain with the sun rising on my back; the camino walks westward. Ahead the sky was white with low clouds; the chilly blast sensed approaching rain, yet the Gods did not ordain this; instead the clouds stooped low and enshrouded me , the iciness caressing my face and neck like freezing smooth velvet.
….Then I walked out of the cotton into bright sunshine and entered Galicia and amongst the richness of its natural beauty, encountering quaint villages, cows with bells, beautiful noble horses, sheep, pigs, dogs, cats and chickens ( and even 2 hissing snakes) I trampled over fallen pine cones, hard sharp stones, crossed streams, stepped on cow manure and mud and slush…. up the hills and down into vales, walking in country lanes, past vineyards, along the main autopistas ( the main highways) , crossing fields and cutting through hedges, an entire forest blackened due to forest fires in some past hot summer.. and getting lost for hours as I could not find the yellow arrow, the stone with the yellow shell…….I felt the reverberations and the power of the Camino…on which for thousands of years pilgrims had walked the same way…plodding westward to the Cathedral…..
The Arrival
..and finally on 02 May 2018 I entered the outer limits of Santiago de Compostela….the excruciating pain in my legs, my knee caps appeared to have drifted and I was limping. But I saw the twin spires in the distance and I knew my time was nigh. At 1415 hrs, walking in slow steps and panting I walked through the tunnel where a bagpiper played his tune….i closed my eyes and saw the world spinning by….and suddenly I was there at the massive courtyard and the Cathedral of Santiago de Compostela…
Dropping to my knees…my eyes closed..the tears ran freely as I heard a voice…”Bienvenido Peregrino”..Welcome Pilgrim…!
( At mass that evening the priest announced…among the many nationalities of pilgrims that arrived today…” one pilgrim arrived from India and Sweden”…that for me for said enough).
(The local newspaper El Correo Gallego of Santiago de Compostela, tracked me asleep at the Seminario de Menor and flooded me with questions. Why a 62 year old Indian Sea Captain having visited 120 countries wanted to walk the Camino…? Responding…The Camino was a path my wife and I had read about, I dreamt about and wished to be a part of my life; the thought of walking that difficult path was frightening. Many a pilgrim has broken a leg, smashing faces and splitting open knees; many young, fit and able start with great gusto and get spent within a few days, returning home. I walked the Camino with great conviction in my mind and soul and a great power walked with me and protected me. I could feel it on the journey.. The photograph and the write-up on Captain Vivek Bhasin , Old Cottonian was viewed by one and many on 4th May 2018.
The Mariner Vivek Bhasin having lived an intensive life through 120 countries finds this path-the way on an incredible walk ( 350 km) to Santiago de Compostela.
And a few hours later as I walked within the old city I met Gandhi!
Gandhi handed me a note…” there is more to life than increasing its speed……..”
At Seminario de Menor Santiago de Compostela (5th May 2018: The Departure)
… I got up this morning at 0400 hrs exhausted … the exhaustion was not because of 18 days on the road since Sweden nor due to the completion of the 350 Km walk on Camino Frances and arriving at Santiago de Campostela ( actually in a fairly good physical state.). nor was it due to a flood of memories ( some were so specific that one even lasted an entire 10 minutes … as I unreeled the camera in my mind departing Monasterio Samos and the immediate start of a sharp gradient a steep hard uphill track towards Sarria… it was cold and wet and dark as I pushed upwards …every step had to be secure, no error as the stones were loose , wet and slippery and I could have fallen on my face and all my teeth shattered !..the forest was silent …except for my rapid breath and the fog that formed every time I exhaled ; the effort to reach the top took 105 excruciating minutes; my feet pounding and my body lurching forward, my eyes wide open and my soul..searching. Yes 10 minutes of concentration ignited the inner camera as I recollected that stage of the Camino…
No no.. my exhaustion came on as I stopped the camera in my mind …the exhausted system of mine increased when I left the Seminario Menor, the world of the Camino I was leaving, and returning to the hard road of the world I was going back to…. an immense hollow feeling created this tiredness..I felt concerned on how would the days ahead unfold… was I to immediately transform to the normality of sorts? … as the many sunsets would create flashes of blue on the horizon with calmer stillness so would the ache in my legs and my swollen feet subside, and …
I would re-emerge as another pedestrian in the maddening crowds of the world but with the security and sanctity of always keeping the Camino, the path , the way to Santiago de Campostela within me… and I will smile.
Conclusion ( Sweden 8th May 2018)
I was away from the pace of today’s electronic and fast moving world where pressures are there to perform beyond your maximum heat beat.. stress is “in” …where people compete on how many million “ FRIENDS… (Friends??!)“ you have on face book but not a single genuine friend … the mobile is a bigger addiction than marijuana and cocaine … and you either survive after multiple heart attacks to increase your bottom line in the Corporate world or commit some other drastic act…
The Camino brings you back to great sensibility ….and you speak .. the Camino answers. away from the artificial jokes, scandals and corruption of the world..
I at least realised how Beautiful life is… on that Beautiful sometimes treacherous route..
I thank my immediate family ( Ann-Sofie , Dhani , Radhika, Daniel, Olivia, Jiv) my parents, my 3 Mums, my grandmother, my blood brother Sharat..and my cousins … all of you…and some very special people I met in the 120 countries and on the Camino..
I am ferociously grateful to my Alma mater Bishop Cotton School Simla ( I wore the BCS Hat every evening on the Camino)…to all those who’ve gone before and those who’ve yet to come …. I learnt to convert happiness from loneliness, work and play under Team Lefroy and Team BCS…and go out to face the world, a world … at many stages, of scorn, rage, envy but with my solid foundation from all of the above mentioned … I sieved away those who created negative vibrations in me; you don’t need 16 Million Facebook friends in E-Space… you need a handful whom you can speak to, touch feel and love…
Donation:
I donated a feather pillow at Seminario de Menor, Santiago de Compostela (SdeC)
…..May many pilgrims on the ultimate arrival at SdeC get an opportunity to lay their heads down on the pillow sinking into the luxurious richness of feathers .. turning on their sides the pillow adjusts to accommodate their necks … closing their eyes may they open their inner vision to the path… the way… the Camino to Santiago de Compostela.. that an Indian -Swedish Sea Captain, a son of Bishop Cotton School… too walked in another world, their world… a more beautiful world…. that stays calling.. calling him to come back…..
Vivek Bhasin
Lefroy 1961-1970
(walked an average of 27 km every day for 13 days..)
Additional photographs…and additional Thanks….
[all pictures can be clicked for a larger view]
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- Obiesance to the Shell ! Showing you the way….to Santiago de Compostela
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- Dan O’Sullivan and Vivek Bhasin at Cathedral of Santiago de Compostella
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- Vivek Bhasin at the Seminario de Menor [the final stop….!]
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- On the Camino to Santiago de Compostela
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- Señor Picasso on the Camino..
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- The Real: Pablo Diego José Francisco de Paula Juan Nepomuceno Crispin Crispiniano Mariá Remddios De La Santisima Trinidad Ruiz Picasso!!
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- Miss Galica, the future Miss Spain and aspiring to be Miss Universe2018… at Santiago de Compostela
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- The Super Intelligent Lonna, Miss Greece 20 years ago…
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- San Roque
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- Bonnie entering Galicia
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- Bonnie… I the Peregrino.. the Pilgrim on the road to Santiago de Compostela
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- Ths left boot of a pilgrim…
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- ….123.027 km to go… keep walking Peregrino!
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- “Camino Santiago de Compostela” The field of the stars…
I must expressively Thank the following.. without whom I would have surely failed
🙏 :
- BCS: School Cap
- H&M (Label of Graded Goods):check shirt/maroon pants/grey jogging pants
- Mizuno : Walking water proof shoes
- No Name: Bath Slippers
- Dobber : All weather jacket
- Wenger: Rucksack
- Happy Socks: Socks
- El Corte Ingles:Belt
- Björn Borg : Boxers
- Jockey : undervest
- Levi’s: Sweatshirt
- Timex: Wrist watch with luminous dial so I could rise at 0500
- Nano-b: Toothbrush
- Folk:Toothpaste
- Negro Jabon: Soap
- Interprox : Inter dental brush
- Profimed : Dental Floss
- XXL: Cotton sleeping case
- XXL: Trekking Towel
- Spanish Vaseline
- Mum’s Mustard Oil ( Calcutta)
- Costa Rica : Bandana
- Dhani : Rain Sheet
- Dhani: Cotton /Linen stole
- Trigger: Walking Sticks
- Camino: Weather Hat
- Olivia’s woollen gloves
- Ray Ban: Specs/Shades
- Samahan: Herbal powder
- Peder Persson: Hunter’s survival bag
- .. my hair brush..
AMEN