Kush Nishit

If you have ever been down to the Delhi High Court, you know how hectic it gets. My spot is at number 287. It is a small space, mostly filled with stacks of files and law books that have seen better days. Being Kush Nishit means spending a lot of time navigating those long corridors and waiting for matters to be called. The air conditioning in the building struggles during the peak of Delhi summer, so it is often a bit warm inside. I have a chair that squeaks every time I move, which can be annoying when it is quiet. There is always the sound of people talking in the hallways and the distant hum of traffic from outside the court complex. Most of my day is spent reading through documents or talking to people about their situations. I usually grab a quick snack from the canteen nearby when there is a break in the schedule. It is not exactly a glamorous life, just a lot of reading and writing and trying to keep track of all the dates. The light in the room is a bit dim in the afternoons, so I have to use a desk lamp that flickers once in a while. It is just the way things are here at the court. You get used to the noise and the constant rush of everyone trying to get somewhere else for their cases.