Today, as we gather to remember Auntie Chansorey, I want to take a moment and begin with remembering Uncle. It was always difficult to envision Auntie without him. He was a man of profound thoughts, with a love for the quiet companionship of books. I shared a deep bond with him, which was based on…
I had hoped for a better day…… and then there was this! I did not know Mr Nariman personally, but as a young lawyer, I had the privilege of being part of a team of lawyers briefing him on matters. Most of those days I was grateful for the senior lawyers in the team, who…
Seventeen years ago, we received a gift – a little boy so beautiful and wrinkled, he singularly threatened the anti-ageing industry. Coffee coloured, he came with a cough and so he was named – Coughee. A mix between a mini-pinscher and a pug, he was both ferocious and loving. Much as he loved us to…
In recent weeks Chushul has been in the news. It has the highest airfield in the world. This airfield was built in 1961. Our father and his friend since Kindergarten, Col. Trilok Mehrotra, were part of the elite force that build the airfield. When winter set in, they were both sent to Nagrota, a town…
Meenakshi Arora and Payal Chawla. Ashok Bhai was a highly accomplished lawyer – having served both as Solicitor General and Attorney General – but he never let his achievements define him. He was undoubtedly brilliant. But it was his pleasant disposition, warmth and wit, that has left an indelible imprint in our hearts. Some years…
Sushma Swaraj belonged to all of us, she leaves behind a lasting legacy. Meenakshi Arora & Payal Chawla Every once in a generation, there comes a leader who provides a beacon of hope. For our generation that leader was Sushma Swaraj. As women lawyers, her journey was so personally inspiring to us. But the truth is…
(01.09.1938-19.02.2019) Some years ago, my father— true to his style — summoned me and said: “you, young lady, will deliver my eulogy.” Half in jest and partly trying to lighten the mood, I joked, “Daddy, – it’s because I write so well, na?”. “Well – it is not bad. You are given 7 on 10…
In the summer of 1980, when I joined Modern School, I was taken under the wing of our 6th grade fashionista — our very own version of the Devil in Prada. I was new to Delhi and Rashmi helped me find friends. She generously introduced me to Aarti. But amidst our own budding friendship, Rashmi…