Inspirational journey of Daniel Syiem

Designer, Inspiration, Motivation, My Blog, shillong.

FASHION DESIGNING is something which I was always very passionate about since I was a boy.  It’s funny looking back at my school days and finding scribbles and sketches of designs on my notebooks, whereas you’d find sketches of buildings and skylines on my brother’s who is now an architect. Goes to show that even at an unconscious level we had already tapped into our passion.
It was only after school and after completing my 12th that I realized  I wanted to pursue this further. Keeping in mind that during the time, the fashion industry was was almost non existent here in Shillong and there were no known local designers, so it wasn’t surprising that my parents were not supportive with my decision and insisted that I do a regular graduation course.

I joined St Edmunds college pursuing a degree in Arts majoring in Sociology. Little did I know that being in St. Edmunds would pave the way to my designing career. It was during my final year in college that I got to organise a fashion show during our college festival. That in itself was a challenge trying to convince our principal and getting his permission to host the college’s first ever fashion show. But with the support from the teachers,  my friends and fellow students, we managed to create history in the college by hosting the biggest fashion and talent show ever and which later set a trend for other colleges around the city.

  The show was called Young Talent Time or as they popularly call it now YTT. I got to showcase my first ever collection during that show. It was well recieved and that led me to being selected to represent my state at a Fashion Designing Competition(Fifth World Organisation) and me winning the North East Best Designer Award. Brian Wallang being the curator of the competition.

Winning the award was a turning point for me and I knew then that this was something that I wanted to do for the rest of my life. Taking it further I took up a three and a half year course on fashion designing at the prestigious Pearl Academy of Fashion in New Delhi. However due to unavoidable circumstances I had to drop out after completing a semester.

Dropping out of Pearl dampened my spirits and my passion for designing, and that led me to think of other career options.  After a few months working at a call center in Delhi, I returned back home to Shillong.

That was one of the lowest points in my life. Unsure of what to do next I took up odd jobs around the city.. from driving a cab to waitering at Shillong’s first coffee shop led me to being asked to manage Shillong’s first ever night club called Platinum.
I spent two years of my life working at Platinum. Those were the most challenging yet stimulating times which helped me kick start my professional life and again paved another path for me to get back into my designing career.


I have always said that I believe in Angels. Mine was a fun loving party hopping man by the name of Tennyson Lyngdoh. Tenny would visit club almost every Saturday. I later came to know that he was an officer with the Sericulture department.

Tenny had heard of my short lived career as a designer and would bring it up during our conversations. He would mention about his work with the weavers of Ri bhoi district and his attempts at promoting The Ryndia – our heritage fabric. From our brief conversations I saw that Tenny was very passionate about his work and insisted that I get back into fashion and help him promote the weaving community.

That was the turning point in my career. After much persuasion I agreed to visit the weavers of Ri bhoi. This I always say, the moment I was introduced to the Ryndia,  I felt  an almost spiritual connection to it. I knew then I had found my calling.


A little bit about my background- I come from a family where both my father and grandfather were  great social activists and their works had contributed a lot towards the upliftment of our people. From the time I had decided to take up Fashion Designing, I always wondered how can I do the same for my people through my work? Having been introduced to the Ryndia gave me that opportunity.

Till then inspite of Tennys great efforts, not much was being done to protect and promote this heritage fabric. Working with the Ryndia would give me a chance to not only promote the weaving community and better their livelihood through weaving but also using fashion as a platform to give the outside world a chance to peak into our culture and tradition.
Over the years Tenny and I worked hard to introduce the Ryndia to the market through my designs. I had to overcome a lot of challenges one being that I was never formally trained in designing. It was through a lot of trial and error that I came to hone my skills.

My relationship with Tenny blossomed into a beautiful friendship. Unfortunately he passed away leaving a huge void in my life. I however decided to carry on his mission. In the process I came across Janess. Janess was working with a weaving community in Manipur at the time. After many conversations, we decided to join hands.  That led us to start the Daniel Syiem’s Ethnic Fashion House. The aim of the fashion house would be to promote textiles from the North East with Meghalaya- being our first priority. And our dream was to take Ryndia to the world.


In a span of four years and with numerous collections the world got to know about the Ryndia and our people. From back home in India to London, New York,  Toronto,  Italy,  Dubai,  Thailand and Singapore the story of the Ryndia was well received and appreciated.  Doors of prestigious organizations like the Nehru center in London, IFFAD in Rome and the World Intellectual Property Organisation, United Nations in Geneva were  opened for us.

The journey has been long and challenging and I still have a long way to go, to achieve my childhood dream of becoming one of the biggest designer in the world. All the ups and downs have made me stronger and wiser. But all these experiences have also made me realize that there is no true recipe to success. A dear friend once told me that ones true aim in life is to be Happy. That in a way has helped simplify my outlook in life.

It’s all about being true to yourself and not being afraid to listen to your inner voice, because that voice is true and wise. It’s about allowing yourself to fall and having the strength to rise back up and not being afraid to give up and starting all over again. It’s about loving yourself and loving others unconditionally. It’s about not being afraid to show off your true colors, because those colors are beautiful.

-Daniel Syiem

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“The identity of a student…” by: Prof. Barry K Rymbai (Shillong, India)

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sir barry  Assistant Professor      Barry K Rymbai. Department of History. (St.Edmund’s College.Shillong,India)

  “The identity of a student…”  

“Take care of the small things and the rest will follow”.

                   First and foremost I would like to congratulate the successful candidates who have got their academic results in their respective states. But there is something far more important than just securing a position in an examination.  We have to remember and realise that for every one position holder there are many students who have also achieved their goal albeit their name might not appear in the merit list. More importantly we also should spare a thought for those students who did not make it. Please remember that there could not be a Mahatma Gandhi without the numerous nameless faces that made it possible for him to do what he did and that is true for every great leader of this world. With that in mind let us celebrate the success of students who have got positions without forgetting the many students who have also conquered their own challenges. While marks are important in a country like India , they are not the true reflection of what makes a student. May God bless us all.

Thank you:

Barry K Rymbai.

Assistant Professor, Department of History. (St.Edmund’s College.Shillong,India)

“Eternal Heroes”. by :Andrew Thabah. Shillong,India.

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IMG_1468  Andrew Banbhalang Thabah, Shillong,India.

ETERNAL HEROES

In the stillness of silence, I pondered

What are the great lives made of?

Doth they possess extraordinary strength-

Innate, acquired or divine intervention?

Luther, Gandhi and Teresa we know,

Ye noble life for all to see;

Immortalized deeds in the sands of time,

Cemented eternally in the earth’s folklore.

The narrow path of struggled and pain;

They have travelled, they have been through;

Easing the pangs of the grief stricken

The poor, the needy, the downtrodden,

The sick, the heartless and the soul-less world.

A solace of sort for the unfortunate,

A smile they bring unto the brows;

The face that bore the scars of darkness;

The burning desire, the iron-willed,

The great substance of strong mettle;

Selflessly giving, selflessly serving

to end the misery of humanity.

Wondering how such lives are made of,

Of the ordinary and the Halo nature,

Touch the altitude of the endless sky

Their greatness stretch beyond horizon

The answer lies not in the rich and mighty-

But living and striving a life

Of great conviction and true humility

Of valor and of character

The greatest reward for all to see;

The ‘crown of greatness on thy forehead’

Forever there shall it be.