Life As I Know It

A friend of mine who is extremely concerned about me asked me why I never carry out all my revenge seeking schemes. I make such elaborate plans in my head and, even when I am thinking those thoughts, I know it is unrealistic. But the pleasure of thinking them is all mine hence, I indulge in it. The unrealistic aspect of my schemes renders them impractical ergo inexecutable. Just the fact that I did what I wanted to them in my head is satisfaction enough, because I don’t have to face the consequences of being accused, taken into custody and then convicted. Prevents all the tax payers money from being splurged on a little human who takes up very little space on the planet. Also there are so many ways to harm someone in your mind and if you give your imagination a free rein, there are such splendid possibilities. For your own personal viewing you can execute every single plan. That would NEVER have been possible if in reality I executed one course of revenge. THAT would have been

14.05.2016 I last wrote about how lawyers who graduated prior to 2010 have to apply for Certificate of Practice. As a litigating advocate I had to obtain 5 certified copies of vakalaths with my signature on them, one of every year from 2010 to 2015. I am not a lazy person where my work is concerned, but when it solely concerns me, I have a tendency of being a procrastinator and that is not a good thing. Even though I delegated the work of obtaining certified copies to a friend, the same were not ready by yesterday and yesterday was the last day for submissions. I don’t like writing too much about work and people in my office because somethings should just never come on record. Who better to know that than a lawyer? I am just going to give you a very vague idea of what a pain a certain colleague was and how I detested that person to a point where I never said anything to that person nor did I acknowledge their existence beyond my day to day professional courtesy. Therefore when

I previously wrote about people whom I met after joining the profession. My clients have been my senior’s clients for a long time and hence when I was handed their cases they became my clients till such time as I was handling their cases. These were people I met after I joined work. They didn’t know me I didn’t know them. Hence it was interesting to get to know each one. Even though the process wasn’t always fun. This post is dedicated to my friends/classmates who are my clients. Back when everyone was prepping for IIT/JEE I was in my own corner making plans to become a lawyer. There was one incident (in 10 th or 11 th) when I  stood on my bench and told my classmates that one day they would need a  lawyer and that day they would think of me. Who would’ve thought that those words would ever come true? (I thunk eet ufkorse I thunk eet.) While my classmates went on to engineering college I went to Law college. I have a lot of rules where people are concerned. Friends ar

I am so confused right now. I may be having an existential crisis. Part of me wants to open the door and run and continue running till I drop dead. The other part is telling me to take a second look around me, “My Life isn’t THAT bad.” I can still salvage my life. If I give it a hard look, I’ll know where to begin.                                                      Current Mood! Song for the asking: Help!

“You are Will Traynor. Not in a wheelchair but in bumble bee tights.” This message from a friend was followed by a lot of laughter smileys. I am too ashamed to mention the number of smileys that followed. When I asked my friend what the message meant, he asked me to read Me before you by Jojo Moyes. This guy listened to the audio book along with his wife while they commuted to work. My friend told me the only person he could think of was me. (Yay!) I got the book. Read it. I was offended by afore mentioned message. WT is a very rude man restricted by a wheelchair and is obnoxious, a bully, judges people, laughs at their ignorance, is rude, likes people who are rude and imposes his likes and way of life on others and primarily enjoys telling people how to live their life. In his life before the wheelchair he was living an extreme life. As applicable as all of that is to me, I want to mention in my defense that sometimes offence is the best defense. Growing up I had absolutely n

I’m in the mood for a rant. Do you enjoy a desk job? Do you enjoy the comforts of an AC and a person always enquiring if you need tea when you are really busy reading up on something and the wheels are turning in your head and just like that the interruption derails the train. Destination confusion. Because you can’t even yell at someone who is merely doing his job. I instead asked if it was okay if I made a cup for myself when I really needed it. I continued with my work ignoring the idea I had lost. Before I knew it I t was 1 o’clock. I decided to stroll around because I had been sitting for nearly 3 hours. I am not used to sitting that long. I am a fidgety human always on her feet. I don’t like being in a room behind a desk staring at a screen and pretending I care. I need to move about. My brain gets more blood to function when I pace or breathe fresh air. I hate sitting. That’s also why I quit my first job. I get head achy and cranky if I am to sit in a closed room. I got a littl

My niece has been reading my blog and was offended that I hadn’t mentioned her existence on my blog. She sent me a count of the number of times I have mentioned other family members. So yeah… I have a niece. Woohoo! (I don’t like mentioning my family too much because I invariably get into trouble. I mean what is the point of screaming free speech when your own family won’t allow it?) I became an auntie even before I hit my teens which is why I find it really difficult being an aunt when our age gap is so less. I find that my nephews and niece relate better to me because they have the freedom to discuss anything under the sun with me and they know I actually keep their secrets which makes me the fun aunt who is never called auntie and that in itself is a big win. My niece was on an internet lockdown which meant she had to adapt to means of entertaining herself the way I did way back in the dark ages when we didn’t know how far the internet would go and was just becoming the public’