May 3 was the date of hearing and for filing of consent terms which was fixed by the Supreme Court. The period from March end till May 4 was full of trips for me. BHOPAL-DELHI-INDORE-NAGPUR-DELHI-DELHI. And here I lie exhausted and tired. And guess what, I have been given 7 new matters to work on. Two years of ordeal in Mumbai are about to get over and much more responsibilities are dancing over my head asking me to take care of them and make all of them happy. And my nature has been such that I always wanted to make everyone happy so I am doing that.
In this matter which we call as “Worli Matter”, I was asked to take a lead for a real life compromise and settlement. Immidiately i went into the flashbacks of Dispute Resolution days in college. There was this ADR Cell lead by Dr. Surya Prakash. And it felt great to preside over a settlement and see it coming to an end so well. As I have told you all before, I still maintain that I am getting paid to learn. I spent the international labour day preparing for the delivery of my baby. Yes, I call this settlement my baby. And the evening was well spent with a dinner with some former colleagues of WG and accidently catching up the Laser show at Queens Necklace on Maharashtra Day. The best thing about living in India is that there are so many such DAYS. And you get off on most of such DAYS. Good fun.
Sunday April 2, I was awaken by the ring on my phone. There were certain fresh issues which had to be tackled with. This human brain is a deadly thing. It thinks so much. But anyways after sorting out things, I hurriedly packed my bag and reached airport on time only to find that the air craft had some technical problems. They took three hours to change the air craft and I could reach my Hotel only at 9:30. Lalit Intercontinental. Nice hotel. I prepared for the next day and slept. May 3 was supposed to be a big day and I made sure I had arranged for everything. Right from the conference with Mr. Counsel till the filing of consent terms, everything went perfect. And it was over. And so were my hopes coz I knew that I wont be coming to Delhi again anytime soon. But it was good to see people from my college in the Supreme Court. Some juniors who are still studying, some who just passed and some seniors who passed long back. I always feel good and excited when I get to meet students from my college or when I hear anything about college. I still feel attached.
Then I had RAJMA CHAWAL in Bengali Market at Bengali Sweets right opposite to Nathus. It reminded me of good old internship days. The yadav called me up telling me that he has taken off from office just coz I was not coming to Delhi anytime soon again. Yadavji you are a gem that I have in my life. Sandy also had not gone to office coz of other issues. And we asked sameer to bunk office for sometime. Aur jahan char yaar mil jaayein wahan raat gujar jaye ho gaya. At KHAN MARKET we kept drinking till we realized it was seven and I was supposed to board my flight at 8 20. And Yadav put everything behind for dropping me on time. Magar ye ho na saka. Aur flight miss ho gayi. Mere saath yeh doosri baar hua hai. Kya karoon meri sangat hi kuch aisi hai. But I was happy that I had an extended stay in Delhi.
When i reached back here in Mumbai, I was welcomed by the motormen strike due to which locals in Mumbai came to a hault. And the entire Mumbai came out on roads. All roads were badly jammed. Despite taking the Bandra Worli sea link I was late by 2 hours. And as I say, when it rains, it pours. It poured the entire day and I was exhausted.
This T-20 World Cup is looking as dead as Ranji Trophy in India. I don’t feel like seeing matches. I am bored of excessive cricket. I am desperately waiting for FIFA World Cup. Much more desperately I want to play football. But where is the time. When there is time, where is the field? When there is field, where are the players? So, I play inside my flat. My Anfield.
And I know this blog is getting as boring as sometimes my company is. Thats all i wanted to share with you as of now.
And yeah Kasab has been given death sentence today. Everyone knows that was coming. He will be hanged after sometime or some days or some months. Thats all right but its not something which is going to lead to deterrence. Govt prosecutor said in fancy words that “Kasab ka hisaab poora ho gaya.” But they do not know that there is no hisaab of terrorism. No such precedent can stop it. However it may further aggravate it. But nevertheless, it was something which was bound to happen. No sympathies and no further comments.
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