Ahmedabad Civil Court
This is an old post, getting published only now.
Not exactly a travel post, but fits in better here. It chronicles my experiences of a city, which I am still exploring.
I had been here earlier once, mainly for typing in Gujarati some research documents for a project for Experientia early last year. This visit was different, I was there for more personal work i.e. get the contract for the house done.
I was expecting a rather dull and boring afternoon, with a cuppa of chai but there was much more excitement in store. The moment I arrived a brawl broke up between a few men just outside the main gate. Some intervened, while others just looked on. It seemed this was regular; I was, of course, intrigued. The guy typing the contract for me got up suddenly and ran after the group, this was followed by lots of slapping (no weapons could be seen) and expletives. I was tempted to take out my camera and click a few shots, but refrained, I already looked too much of an outsider there. The typing guy left for the police station while I was stranded in the light drizzle which had started by now.
His exceptionally slow apprentice took up the job of further typing and struggled with two lines for about an hour. He seemed extremely impressed with his work, while I frowned. The type-writer was an old one, brought a long time back in the 1970s by the father of my typist.
A long wait and another quick drizzle later, he was back and gave me a quick update. The main guy involved in the lafda was my typist's brother and he was fighting with a client who had refused to pay in full for the typing services. The client got beaten up and contacted the police and so on. I wasn't sure about the complete story and just nodded while he finished the remaining three pages within 15 minutes. I was impressed by his professionalism, he came back to finish his job while all other typists around me left for home.
Some images taken from my mobile attached in the post show the place.
Not exactly a travel post, but fits in better here. It chronicles my experiences of a city, which I am still exploring.
I had been here earlier once, mainly for typing in Gujarati some research documents for a project for Experientia early last year. This visit was different, I was there for more personal work i.e. get the contract for the house done.
I was expecting a rather dull and boring afternoon, with a cuppa of chai but there was much more excitement in store. The moment I arrived a brawl broke up between a few men just outside the main gate. Some intervened, while others just looked on. It seemed this was regular; I was, of course, intrigued. The guy typing the contract for me got up suddenly and ran after the group, this was followed by lots of slapping (no weapons could be seen) and expletives. I was tempted to take out my camera and click a few shots, but refrained, I already looked too much of an outsider there. The typing guy left for the police station while I was stranded in the light drizzle which had started by now.
His exceptionally slow apprentice took up the job of further typing and struggled with two lines for about an hour. He seemed extremely impressed with his work, while I frowned. The type-writer was an old one, brought a long time back in the 1970s by the father of my typist.
A long wait and another quick drizzle later, he was back and gave me a quick update. The main guy involved in the lafda was my typist's brother and he was fighting with a client who had refused to pay in full for the typing services. The client got beaten up and contacted the police and so on. I wasn't sure about the complete story and just nodded while he finished the remaining three pages within 15 minutes. I was impressed by his professionalism, he came back to finish his job while all other typists around me left for home.
Some images taken from my mobile attached in the post show the place.
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