Featuring:  The River;  The Boatman; and  Uncle A. Uncle A was an important person at a university on the outskirts of the quaint little town in Assam that had our home. Uncle A lived with Aunty C and their three girls in the best house the university could offer. From the house, which stood a … Continue reading The River. →

I am not an expert. I am an enthusiast. In this note, I discuss certain legal issues pertaining to human-animal conflict in and around forested areas, a critical subset in the study of forest and wildlife conservation as a whole. I will restrict my discussion to my learnings in India. My interest in the subject … Continue reading Human-Animal Conflict: The greater foibles of man-made laws. →

Featuring: ? Daddy Strongest did as he pleased, in phases. One particular phase involved ‘agricultural entrepreneurship’ (he announced importantly), but of course, Daddy Strongest being the ‘him’ that he is, always wanted to do things big and different- he went off and bought himself a tea garden[1], much to Mother Dearest’s horror, Sister Sweetest’s indifference … Continue reading Tall Tales. →

Featuring: M; Grandfather Beloved; and Grandmother Beloved. Daddy Strongest and Mother Dearest often went away to distant shores to teach and talk, or atleast that is what I understood of the reasons behind their periodic absences. Not that I cared much- even the prospect of receiving fantastically made toys and clothes upon their return failed … Continue reading M. →

I am not religious. I am spiritual, that is, my version of spiritual. It is said of 'spiritual' that it is a 'way of being' (courtesy the 'world wide web' 😊), which provides scope for very wide interpretation, fair enough! Being 'spiritual' means different things to different people, as it should. I think I may have … Continue reading Random Thoughts On Being Spiritual. →

My sister Archita Jallan goes about most things quietly😊. And she will probably be angry with me for this post, but this is a story I heard yesterday and must be told! Archita had to take an autorickshaw (‘auto’) for some work in the neighbourhood. The auto owner whilst not overtly aggressive seemed to be … Continue reading An Act of Kindness. →

Featuring: ‘It’. I would creep across the darkened house to reach the room overlooking the pond, usually on bright moonlit nights. Every household in this quaint little town in Assam boasted a pond. Since Daddy Strongest always wanted to be different from the pack and breaking with custom, our pond was behind the house. Every … Continue reading About ‘It’. →

I am a corporate lawyer- you know the kind that assists businesses and does business all at the same time? I have worked with large and mid sized law offices till about July in the year 2013. Of course, it was Business. Business. Business. What else! Targets to meet, budgets to plan! Errrm, where was … Continue reading Business Networking- The Importance of Being Earnest. →

Featuring: The Bicycle; and The Family. Daddy Strongest bought me a bicycle, the best there was. It was a ‘chopper’[1]. The only hitch was, I did not know how to ride a bicycle- so I wheeled it all the way home from the shop, a distance of about 3.5 kilometers. I entered the small dirt … Continue reading The Prize. →

Those were the days my friend. But I had a feeling they’d end. Featuring: J; Daddy Strongest; Mother Dearest; Sister Sweetest; Uncle B; Aunty B; and Sundry Neighbours. We moved to Daddy Strongest’s own little house in a quaint little town in Assam sometime in the year 1980. Daddy Strongest had quit his ‘government’ job … Continue reading J. →