so... got done with my internship with effect 10 December 2008... five and a half weeks of internin...a worthy experience indeed...
first realised that litigation is not really my cuppa tea!
two, personally i dont think talent guarantees success... lot of power groups and the like.
three,got to deal with some cases...as in asked to decide whether or not certain appeals should be allowed or dimissed... was interesting :) and helps that i was right in my judgement[as it were] in those cases ... yipee yipee yipee...
four, sometimes being sincere does not pay... literally ;) did not receive a dime as stipend :(
hopefully the learning will come in handy someday!!!
signin off!
12 December 2008
familiarity removes fear!
i remember the first day i went to the high court... the day i reported for my internship... man was i scared! the so many inter connecting path ways and door ways... criss crossing from one hall to another to reach my destination... some dingy, some airy and some eerie...buoy!
quick paced steps and fear that something untoward may happen[ yes am a lil crazy!]
few days later,medium paced steps and lower fear factor...
two weeks later and am i in control? YES!
relaxed steps and mindset.. confident about my moorings and my mood!
totally at ease with my surroundings...
familiarity breeds contempt, yes, but removes fear as well :)
signin off....
quick paced steps and fear that something untoward may happen[ yes am a lil crazy!]
few days later,medium paced steps and lower fear factor...
two weeks later and am i in control? YES!
relaxed steps and mindset.. confident about my moorings and my mood!
totally at ease with my surroundings...
familiarity breeds contempt, yes, but removes fear as well :)
signin off....
1 December 2008
an act of cowardice!
the recent attacks of terror in mumbai has left the whole country seething with anger.
i fail to understand the motives behind such attacks. what do they achieve by targeting innocent civilians? if they are unhappy with the governmental policies and governance in general, let them target them- i mean honestly!
if they think they can tar the image of a country among other countries of the world in terms of not being able to provide security to their citizens- they are absolutely wrong! we have an extremely thick skinned legislature. it does not matter to them one bit what happens to their citizens. all they care is how to woo illiterate and literate idiots during polls, how much money they can swindle and how to derive political mileage from every issue irrespective of its nature!
i feel totally disgusted at the way our legislature behaved in the recent attacks- devoid of any sensitivity, intelligence and shame! [ btw when i say legislature i mean all the MLAs and MPs who make up the lok sabha, thereby implying the ruling, the opposition and every other upstart party worth its salt.]
i mean how much more shameful can it get- the deputy CM of the concerned state rubbishes the act as something very normal-akin to a
regular wear n tear of a machine perhaps!
honestly how do they really care who dies as long as they are alive! would he have had the gumshum to make such a statement had his own mother, wife or child been one among the many who were killed? how would it be if his son/daughter just went out to celebrate their birthday- eating a piece of cake and then falling flat to the ground since a bullet was pumped in free?
i mean it is just so ruthless... how can eateries or places of public entertainment be targeted? what did any of them do to deserve such horrific deaths?
for all this anguish, the perpetrators of such crimes may just be sitting back and having a good laugh- laughing at how every political leader across the globe rattle out the same old rhetoric;at how within our country there is no unity,what with each political party trying to gain a political mileage of it all!
the parties are such are completely unconcerned-people come and go, events come and go- so what?
who is it that suffers? we the people- innocent people who die because our only fault was that we went watched a movie, or a laser show, or to dine out and most importantly because we the people chose a certain set of people to govern us!
the only silver lining- thank god for the nsg commandoes, the army and the police[obviously the field men, not the cosy higher ups in certain departments] who despite being so underpaid and neglected continue to protect us-people they have never seen or heard.
cheers to them!
i fail to understand the motives behind such attacks. what do they achieve by targeting innocent civilians? if they are unhappy with the governmental policies and governance in general, let them target them- i mean honestly!
if they think they can tar the image of a country among other countries of the world in terms of not being able to provide security to their citizens- they are absolutely wrong! we have an extremely thick skinned legislature. it does not matter to them one bit what happens to their citizens. all they care is how to woo illiterate and literate idiots during polls, how much money they can swindle and how to derive political mileage from every issue irrespective of its nature!
i feel totally disgusted at the way our legislature behaved in the recent attacks- devoid of any sensitivity, intelligence and shame! [ btw when i say legislature i mean all the MLAs and MPs who make up the lok sabha, thereby implying the ruling, the opposition and every other upstart party worth its salt.]
i mean how much more shameful can it get- the deputy CM of the concerned state rubbishes the act as something very normal-akin to a
regular wear n tear of a machine perhaps!
honestly how do they really care who dies as long as they are alive! would he have had the gumshum to make such a statement had his own mother, wife or child been one among the many who were killed? how would it be if his son/daughter just went out to celebrate their birthday- eating a piece of cake and then falling flat to the ground since a bullet was pumped in free?
i mean it is just so ruthless... how can eateries or places of public entertainment be targeted? what did any of them do to deserve such horrific deaths?
for all this anguish, the perpetrators of such crimes may just be sitting back and having a good laugh- laughing at how every political leader across the globe rattle out the same old rhetoric;at how within our country there is no unity,what with each political party trying to gain a political mileage of it all!
the parties are such are completely unconcerned-people come and go, events come and go- so what?
who is it that suffers? we the people- innocent people who die because our only fault was that we went watched a movie, or a laser show, or to dine out and most importantly because we the people chose a certain set of people to govern us!
the only silver lining- thank god for the nsg commandoes, the army and the police[obviously the field men, not the cosy higher ups in certain departments] who despite being so underpaid and neglected continue to protect us-people they have never seen or heard.
cheers to them!
23 November 2008
cruel and unfair life!
life can be horridly cruel at times....
i am someone who firmly believes that whatever happens happens for a reason...
this time though i find myself wanting for an answer, a reason - dammit something to justify the act...
there was this train tragedy that happened recently in the month of august- an apparent sabotage; accident nobody knows what and how...
all i know is that two people i know were on that ill fated train - more precisely in that ill fated bogey.
hari- a brother of my closest friend and someone i admired, roshni- his recently wedded wife.
both avid wildlife enthusiasts- a hobby and passion that spelled doom.
they were in the missing list of people-and as normal human tendency goes- we all hoped and believed they were alive and will get back soon...[despite the result being out somewhere i still hope it is not true...]
just three days ago the dna results were out and hari and roshni were among the few who were identified- [a dna test that took frickin 3 months long to declare the results. governmental apathy is so clearly evident- human life has no value in my country!]
i, personally am upset with the news- so are the members of my family...
i share an association of 15 years with my friend and her family... which translates into 15 years of knowing hari.for him i obviously am his sister's friend and for me my friend's brother- but it does not end there.. he is someone i truly admire! someone i think is genuinely good.
there are so many instances where he helped me- his sister's friend. and honestly there was no real need to be so helpful- but he did cos thats the way he is!
for instance there was no need for him to come to my college and play the guitar to give us carol singers a sense of direction in our singing- but he did! he would come to college carryin his guitar and giving us the necessary background score. for an entire week if i remember right- to the point where i felt so bad that he was insulted in a way cos they did not provide him with a mike-yet he continued and dint say a word.
or another time when he helped me with accountancy both in terms of teaching me the relevant chapters[personally i think he is very good at the subject] and giving me some books which are authority on the subject.[how many do that???]
or when as always when i went to their house and i was fidgeting with my floaters cos something was pricking me... he just took the floater in his hands and came back holding a nail that came out of it....
i dont remember anyone doing that ever!
or the time when he was the only one who found my decision to quit an mba course within a trimester, as being gutsy![ many thought i was being a quitter of sorts and the like...]this btw came very spontaneously and therefore genuine.
this and more... am sure all his friends and people he associated with, have the same thing to say about him- it was[i actually believe so!] his second skin.
about roshni, well i barely know her, but the little i know of her is that she too is a very genuine person.she and i have barely interacted but the few times- like where she asked me to come over to her flat to have some irish cream, or the time when she asked me whether or not i am coming to her reception in a saree...few statements but true ones...
life can be horridly cruel- like it has with hari and roshni.
they certainly did not deserve to live this short a life and it certainly did not have to be cut short so terribly!
the only solace is that they were together- in life and in death...
P.S.visit nerdybirders.com for breathtaking pictures taken by people who created
it: ashok, hari and roshni.
i am someone who firmly believes that whatever happens happens for a reason...
this time though i find myself wanting for an answer, a reason - dammit something to justify the act...
there was this train tragedy that happened recently in the month of august- an apparent sabotage; accident nobody knows what and how...
all i know is that two people i know were on that ill fated train - more precisely in that ill fated bogey.
hari- a brother of my closest friend and someone i admired, roshni- his recently wedded wife.
both avid wildlife enthusiasts- a hobby and passion that spelled doom.
they were in the missing list of people-and as normal human tendency goes- we all hoped and believed they were alive and will get back soon...[despite the result being out somewhere i still hope it is not true...]
just three days ago the dna results were out and hari and roshni were among the few who were identified- [a dna test that took frickin 3 months long to declare the results. governmental apathy is so clearly evident- human life has no value in my country!]
i, personally am upset with the news- so are the members of my family...
i share an association of 15 years with my friend and her family... which translates into 15 years of knowing hari.for him i obviously am his sister's friend and for me my friend's brother- but it does not end there.. he is someone i truly admire! someone i think is genuinely good.
there are so many instances where he helped me- his sister's friend. and honestly there was no real need to be so helpful- but he did cos thats the way he is!
for instance there was no need for him to come to my college and play the guitar to give us carol singers a sense of direction in our singing- but he did! he would come to college carryin his guitar and giving us the necessary background score. for an entire week if i remember right- to the point where i felt so bad that he was insulted in a way cos they did not provide him with a mike-yet he continued and dint say a word.
or another time when he helped me with accountancy both in terms of teaching me the relevant chapters[personally i think he is very good at the subject] and giving me some books which are authority on the subject.[how many do that???]
or when as always when i went to their house and i was fidgeting with my floaters cos something was pricking me... he just took the floater in his hands and came back holding a nail that came out of it....
i dont remember anyone doing that ever!
or the time when he was the only one who found my decision to quit an mba course within a trimester, as being gutsy![ many thought i was being a quitter of sorts and the like...]this btw came very spontaneously and therefore genuine.
this and more... am sure all his friends and people he associated with, have the same thing to say about him- it was[i actually believe so!] his second skin.
about roshni, well i barely know her, but the little i know of her is that she too is a very genuine person.she and i have barely interacted but the few times- like where she asked me to come over to her flat to have some irish cream, or the time when she asked me whether or not i am coming to her reception in a saree...few statements but true ones...
life can be horridly cruel- like it has with hari and roshni.
they certainly did not deserve to live this short a life and it certainly did not have to be cut short so terribly!
the only solace is that they were together- in life and in death...
P.S.visit nerdybirders.com for breathtaking pictures taken by people who created
it: ashok, hari and roshni.
11 November 2008
my internship at the high court
yes thats where i will be going to do my internship... am joining as judicial clerk which essentially means i will be working under a judge and carry out legal related clerical work...as in assisting in judgements, assisting in his research, or plain court observations.
so went on saturday the 1st november 2008 to meet the registrar of the high court[ since he would be on leave the day i join]as a mere formality.
i have been to the high court earlier, although for a very brief while..
the building is impressive from the outside- a feel good factor kinda sweeps through...
however on saturday when i actually visited the high court- buoy its as confusing as its impressive!
one maze it seems to me...a million exit and entry points- inter connecting doorways and pathways...
will take me a while to figure it out-am damn sure :)
the meeting, as it were, went off well. was asked to report at his office by 10 am on 3rd november 2008 so that i may be introduced to his lordship justice eshwariah.
:) so monday it is!
so went on saturday the 1st november 2008 to meet the registrar of the high court[ since he would be on leave the day i join]as a mere formality.
i have been to the high court earlier, although for a very brief while..
the building is impressive from the outside- a feel good factor kinda sweeps through...
however on saturday when i actually visited the high court- buoy its as confusing as its impressive!
one maze it seems to me...a million exit and entry points- inter connecting doorways and pathways...
will take me a while to figure it out-am damn sure :)
the meeting, as it were, went off well. was asked to report at his office by 10 am on 3rd november 2008 so that i may be introduced to his lordship justice eshwariah.
:) so monday it is!
10 November 2008
judicial clerkship - A.P. High Court
well as part of a compulsory internship that i need to undertake , i chose to be a judicial clerk... ideally in the supreme court, but lack of vacancy in the supreme court sent me to the high court in Andhra Pradesh.
joined as a judicial clerk on the 3rd november 2008...hows it been so far considering that a week's passed by... well neat :)
the judge i work under is a real nice gentleman. upright, honest and virtuous. not to forget, spiritual as well.
coming to the work part of it.. well he has given me complete freedom to do what i want in the high court as long as i utilise it well...
i sit in 1st court and observe the proceedings, right now, on reservation-being decided by a large bench- a member of which is the justice i work under. in the afternoon, post lunch, i usually sit in the 7th court- a division bench comprising the judge i work under and another or go to the library and look up some relevant case laws.
a judicial clerk usually does everything from proof reading judgements to assisting the judge in his research to assisting him in the judgement after being given the pleadings to read...
so far have done only the first- proof reading judgements. i am eagerly waiting for the third one- where he gives me the pleadings and i read them up and arrive at some sorta judgement... that is coool, unfortunately havent got the opportunity yet...
hopefully over the next 3 and half weeks of my internship there will get to do so ?!?!?
joined as a judicial clerk on the 3rd november 2008...hows it been so far considering that a week's passed by... well neat :)
the judge i work under is a real nice gentleman. upright, honest and virtuous. not to forget, spiritual as well.
coming to the work part of it.. well he has given me complete freedom to do what i want in the high court as long as i utilise it well...
i sit in 1st court and observe the proceedings, right now, on reservation-being decided by a large bench- a member of which is the justice i work under. in the afternoon, post lunch, i usually sit in the 7th court- a division bench comprising the judge i work under and another or go to the library and look up some relevant case laws.
a judicial clerk usually does everything from proof reading judgements to assisting the judge in his research to assisting him in the judgement after being given the pleadings to read...
so far have done only the first- proof reading judgements. i am eagerly waiting for the third one- where he gives me the pleadings and i read them up and arrive at some sorta judgement... that is coool, unfortunately havent got the opportunity yet...
hopefully over the next 3 and half weeks of my internship there will get to do so ?!?!?
5 August 2008
lesson -2
this is the second of lessons i have learnt in my 25 yrs of existence!
a very recent lesson at that...
it is good to be nice but not at the cost of being stupid!
some people just don't appreciate nice behaviour!
i believe one must be nice, but I'm learning now that one must first be practical, sensible and discreet!
i have recently moved into the outskirts of my city to pursue my Masters in Law. it being a residential course am compelled to stay in the hostel despite the fact that my home is just an hour away...
so what happened was that for a certain someone who's parent wanted me as their ward's roomie i tried all permutations and combinations[in fact we]to be in one room... with just two days down at the hostel i realise its a blunder....the person in question has already bonded with another and is barely ever in the room . i understand that being a localite i will go home every possible weekend, during which the other will necessarily be alone... and no I'm not cribbing that i have to have someone with me always... but when i went out of the way to see to it that we share a room i expected better. as per my allotment if i had someone who bonded better with others i would not have really complained...
obviously i do not expect everyone to bond with me... no! il be stupid if i was thinkin on those lines...
so in retrospect i wish i had continued with my original allotted room... I'm sure i would have been better off!
well hopefully in two months or by the end of this semester we are to be allotted single rooms, that will put to rest all sorts of unpleasantness!
so moral of the story...
be nice, but before that be discreet... take your time to see if the other party deserves nice behaviour... especially when it is something you have to deal with often!
signin off :)
a very recent lesson at that...
it is good to be nice but not at the cost of being stupid!
some people just don't appreciate nice behaviour!
i believe one must be nice, but I'm learning now that one must first be practical, sensible and discreet!
i have recently moved into the outskirts of my city to pursue my Masters in Law. it being a residential course am compelled to stay in the hostel despite the fact that my home is just an hour away...
so what happened was that for a certain someone who's parent wanted me as their ward's roomie i tried all permutations and combinations[in fact we]to be in one room... with just two days down at the hostel i realise its a blunder....the person in question has already bonded with another and is barely ever in the room . i understand that being a localite i will go home every possible weekend, during which the other will necessarily be alone... and no I'm not cribbing that i have to have someone with me always... but when i went out of the way to see to it that we share a room i expected better. as per my allotment if i had someone who bonded better with others i would not have really complained...
obviously i do not expect everyone to bond with me... no! il be stupid if i was thinkin on those lines...
so in retrospect i wish i had continued with my original allotted room... I'm sure i would have been better off!
well hopefully in two months or by the end of this semester we are to be allotted single rooms, that will put to rest all sorts of unpleasantness!
so moral of the story...
be nice, but before that be discreet... take your time to see if the other party deserves nice behaviour... especially when it is something you have to deal with often!
signin off :)
27 June 2008
life 's lessons -lesson 1
so life forces people to learn some lessons irrespective of their intention for the same.
i have learnt a whole lotta lessons... some by force, some by sheer carelessness and some other thanks to my utterly candid behaviour!
the lessons i mention hereunder are not the only ones i have learnt... they are the most important ones!
i learnt my first lesson thanks to my characteristic trait of not being able to shut up! i am basically the kinda person who can take nonsense well and give back better!
once i know i am right , theres no shutting me up!
so what happened was that i went head on with a paternal aunt of mine... she was the typical " i luv my parents but i also luv my freedom " kinda person... the kinds who talk, lecture, profess... and just that...
some one who can criticise others but can take no criticism herself...
but my mistake here was the fact that i reacted to her comments and more importantly my sister's upset mood.
the end result of it, i turn out to be the villain [the one who does not respect elders, has no control over her tongue etc etc....] and a closed chapter as far as my aunt is concerned....
i personally did not even in the wildest of my imaginations think it would end in such a way... not that i regret anything i said or miss not talking to her and the likes.[ she anyways wasn't someone i really like. she happens to be my aunt. PERIOD!]
but the person that i am i do not like breaking relations... if only i knew my aunt had such ludicrously low levels of maturity, i would have ignored her comments like i would of someone younger to me!!!
appearances they say are deceptive... methinks age too is deceptive :)
so the moral of the story ?
" do not get carried away with people's emotions"
" do not champion the cause of another"
" do not react when you are not personally targeted"
signin off :)
i have learnt a whole lotta lessons... some by force, some by sheer carelessness and some other thanks to my utterly candid behaviour!
the lessons i mention hereunder are not the only ones i have learnt... they are the most important ones!
i learnt my first lesson thanks to my characteristic trait of not being able to shut up! i am basically the kinda person who can take nonsense well and give back better!
once i know i am right , theres no shutting me up!
so what happened was that i went head on with a paternal aunt of mine... she was the typical " i luv my parents but i also luv my freedom " kinda person... the kinds who talk, lecture, profess... and just that...
some one who can criticise others but can take no criticism herself...
but my mistake here was the fact that i reacted to her comments and more importantly my sister's upset mood.
the end result of it, i turn out to be the villain [the one who does not respect elders, has no control over her tongue etc etc....] and a closed chapter as far as my aunt is concerned....
i personally did not even in the wildest of my imaginations think it would end in such a way... not that i regret anything i said or miss not talking to her and the likes.[ she anyways wasn't someone i really like. she happens to be my aunt. PERIOD!]
but the person that i am i do not like breaking relations... if only i knew my aunt had such ludicrously low levels of maturity, i would have ignored her comments like i would of someone younger to me!!!
appearances they say are deceptive... methinks age too is deceptive :)
so the moral of the story ?
" do not get carried away with people's emotions"
" do not champion the cause of another"
" do not react when you are not personally targeted"
signin off :)
13 June 2008
the unpardonable mistake!!!
this is what i get to read whenever i try signing into my old orkut account.
an unpardonable mistake....
i mean comon... agreed i deleted my first orkut account in a fit of emotion... but that should not deprive me of using that user id ever again on any of the google accounts....
like an irreversible mistake, google decides to teach me this lesson :(
google, with all the technological development, can u not let people have their old user id's... please be a little kind to people like me who delete their accounts in a fit of emotion... please allow us to use our old user id's again... do not block us enmasse on all the google accounts...
please!!!!!!!!
:)
12 May 2008
my last set of LLB exams :)
well the title says it all... am writing my last set of LLB exams.... time sure flies... seems like the other day when me and my batch mates would crib about the so many recurring exams... cannot believe we are done so soon... three years just whiffed by... i have two and a half papers this time stretched over 3 weeks... sad i tell you, sometimes i think my particular department[the law department] in the university is run by a qualified set of idiots! with no iota of planning whatsoever...anyways done with two, left with the half [half cos part of the paper was a practical exam]the first paper was decent... the second which i wrote this morning was pure unadulterated trash! the guy better pass me in his own interest... lest he literally invites his wrath the next time ;)
anyways am already very bored.have no clue what i will do once i actually get done with exams. given an entrance exam for my masters. god willing will get through and get done with masters, else its the bar council of India where i will be heading too...
anyways am already very bored.have no clue what i will do once i actually get done with exams. given an entrance exam for my masters. god willing will get through and get done with masters, else its the bar council of India where i will be heading too...
8 March 2008
my court diaries-2
criminal courts
well this is the second part of my court diaries as it were...
this time to the criminal courts, situated at nampally, hyderabad.
the hierarchy for reference's sake...in the ascending order as it were...
judicial magistrate of first class and second class[ a minor difference being in the number of years if imprisonment they can award...], the chief judicial magistrate or metropolitan judicial magistrate[ if a metropolis], the court of sessions at the district level, the high court and finally the supreme court.
the court in question, like in the civil court, is a building consisting of courtrooms right from the lowest- first class judicial magistrate until the court of sessions.... basically dealing with the district courts and lower[ confusin?!?!]
my first experience and observations...well...
a sea of humanity and therefore very crowded...mostly men[ criminals,police and advocates]... dirty, dusty and dingy... if shakespeare were to describe the building it would be something such... " the court building is a trash can, and each wall a spittoon "[ a la "the world's a stage blah blah blah...]:)vendors selling peanuts in the court building
i did not even venture out to visit the loo in this court... its anybody's guess:)
unlike in the civil court where we could walk and talk freely, here honestly we all were a little unnerved... from hardened criminals- brash and insensitive to the first time offenders- meek and/ fearless... varying emotions at play..
i had witnessed a variety of proceedings... a murder trial[ where the accused was indeed guilty yet chances are he'l be acquitted due to lack of evidence!], a rape trial wherein a married lady was raped by six idiotic hulks... [ very unnerving- 6 huge assholes raping one meek lady... scary!]a drug case[ running into crores- all by very accomplished gold medalists!?!?], a kidnap cum assault case and finally a maintenance petition by hapless parents deserted by their ward!
the whole experience was quite depressing , in a nut shell...
considering that criminal law is my area of interest, i wonder if i will ever fit the bill! i hope i do, someday.
well this is the second part of my court diaries as it were...
this time to the criminal courts, situated at nampally, hyderabad.
the hierarchy for reference's sake...in the ascending order as it were...
judicial magistrate of first class and second class[ a minor difference being in the number of years if imprisonment they can award...], the chief judicial magistrate or metropolitan judicial magistrate[ if a metropolis], the court of sessions at the district level, the high court and finally the supreme court.
the court in question, like in the civil court, is a building consisting of courtrooms right from the lowest- first class judicial magistrate until the court of sessions.... basically dealing with the district courts and lower[ confusin?!?!]
my first experience and observations...well...
a sea of humanity and therefore very crowded...mostly men[ criminals,police and advocates]... dirty, dusty and dingy... if shakespeare were to describe the building it would be something such... " the court building is a trash can, and each wall a spittoon "[ a la "the world's a stage blah blah blah...]:)vendors selling peanuts in the court building
i did not even venture out to visit the loo in this court... its anybody's guess:)
unlike in the civil court where we could walk and talk freely, here honestly we all were a little unnerved... from hardened criminals- brash and insensitive to the first time offenders- meek and/ fearless... varying emotions at play..
i had witnessed a variety of proceedings... a murder trial[ where the accused was indeed guilty yet chances are he'l be acquitted due to lack of evidence!], a rape trial wherein a married lady was raped by six idiotic hulks... [ very unnerving- 6 huge assholes raping one meek lady... scary!]a drug case[ running into crores- all by very accomplished gold medalists!?!?], a kidnap cum assault case and finally a maintenance petition by hapless parents deserted by their ward!
the whole experience was quite depressing , in a nut shell...
considering that criminal law is my area of interest, i wonder if i will ever fit the bill! i hope i do, someday.
24 February 2008
check this out !
some random personality test... u have to check out my result!
I, am the mahatma!
need some advice? u know where to go ....oops come;)
I, am the mahatma!
need some advice? u know where to go ....oops come;)
my court diaries- 1
city civil courts
being a final year law student our curriculum includes court visits, which means that we as students are supposed to visit the civil and criminal courts to observe the proceedings and imbibe the same.
january midweek we visited the city civil court at madina,close to the famed charminar.
a huge building consisting of several court rooms based on the hierarchy civil courts follow. the lowest being the junior civil judge/munsif courts, then the senior civil judge/sub courts and finally the chief judge/district court.each of them further divided into first senior civil judge, second senior civil judge so on and so forth!
a separate court called the family court to deal with matrimonial disputes, primarily divorce and maintainence.
the first day we enthusiastically went directly to the court room marked chief judge, considering it is the highest court in that building and therefore full of activity implying a whole lot of proceedings to observe!a futile visit indeed- we had empty benches to welcome us, a barely audible judge and a proceeding of sorts which seemed more like a private tete-a- tete!!!
i must mention here the lobby... a cursory glance of the lobby we were sitting in reminded me of a railway platform and the advocates of well the equivalent counterpart!!!amidst the laughter there was this sense of dismay that this is the kind of a setting that i may end up working in... a pitiable working ambiance indeed!
agreed that with the sheer numbers and the different backgrounds people come from it is probably difficult to maintain the courts, but what about basic amenities like say a washroom?
the first day when i wanted to use the washroom, i was told by some random clerk to approach another random office and ask the concerned clerk for the washroom keys.this she did cos looking at us she realised that we possibly are entitled for a better washroom than the one available to the general public.
so, highly pleased i approached the concerned clerk and asked her for the keys.had to negotiate with her a little since she was sitting on a really high horse! pleased that the mission was accomplished i unlocked the washroom.
how i wish i dint! it was the worst ever loo i saw.. worse than even the eerie,one bulb lit- dirty loos one finds when travelling by road[at the roadside dhabas].a dimly lit room, a very holy ;) wooden door, cobwebs not cleaned since Adams, leakages, water retention, terrible! quite an eventful first day
however the rest of the week we invariably found ourselves observing the proceedings at the family court. this was the only court which served the purpose of our court visits.
the judge was learned,experienced and extremely witty:) he would have us burst into peals of laughter with his witty one liners, subtle sarcasm and like my friend put it a smiling-from-the cheek face.probably realising our presence in the court room he stressed on the relevant sections and went that extra mile to make it as clear as possible for us. a truly delightful experience :)
the week coming to an end my friends and i left a little early to shop around the famed choodi bazar[ a dedicated bangles market] and locally made kholapuris and jootis[ again very Indian -colourful slippers made out of leather]:)
all in all an interesting and eye opening visit :)
being a final year law student our curriculum includes court visits, which means that we as students are supposed to visit the civil and criminal courts to observe the proceedings and imbibe the same.
january midweek we visited the city civil court at madina,close to the famed charminar.
a huge building consisting of several court rooms based on the hierarchy civil courts follow. the lowest being the junior civil judge/munsif courts, then the senior civil judge/sub courts and finally the chief judge/district court.each of them further divided into first senior civil judge, second senior civil judge so on and so forth!
a separate court called the family court to deal with matrimonial disputes, primarily divorce and maintainence.
the first day we enthusiastically went directly to the court room marked chief judge, considering it is the highest court in that building and therefore full of activity implying a whole lot of proceedings to observe!a futile visit indeed- we had empty benches to welcome us, a barely audible judge and a proceeding of sorts which seemed more like a private tete-a- tete!!!
i must mention here the lobby... a cursory glance of the lobby we were sitting in reminded me of a railway platform and the advocates of well the equivalent counterpart!!!amidst the laughter there was this sense of dismay that this is the kind of a setting that i may end up working in... a pitiable working ambiance indeed!
agreed that with the sheer numbers and the different backgrounds people come from it is probably difficult to maintain the courts, but what about basic amenities like say a washroom?
the first day when i wanted to use the washroom, i was told by some random clerk to approach another random office and ask the concerned clerk for the washroom keys.this she did cos looking at us she realised that we possibly are entitled for a better washroom than the one available to the general public.
so, highly pleased i approached the concerned clerk and asked her for the keys.had to negotiate with her a little since she was sitting on a really high horse! pleased that the mission was accomplished i unlocked the washroom.
how i wish i dint! it was the worst ever loo i saw.. worse than even the eerie,one bulb lit- dirty loos one finds when travelling by road[at the roadside dhabas].a dimly lit room, a very holy ;) wooden door, cobwebs not cleaned since Adams, leakages, water retention, terrible! quite an eventful first day
however the rest of the week we invariably found ourselves observing the proceedings at the family court. this was the only court which served the purpose of our court visits.
the judge was learned,experienced and extremely witty:) he would have us burst into peals of laughter with his witty one liners, subtle sarcasm and like my friend put it a smiling-from-the cheek face.probably realising our presence in the court room he stressed on the relevant sections and went that extra mile to make it as clear as possible for us. a truly delightful experience :)
the week coming to an end my friends and i left a little early to shop around the famed choodi bazar[ a dedicated bangles market] and locally made kholapuris and jootis[ again very Indian -colourful slippers made out of leather]:)
all in all an interesting and eye opening visit :)
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