Today, I witnessed melting situations at Greater Noida District Court. The campus is huge, with multiple buildings. In the main building, the Session’s Judge sits on the ground floor, while the magistrate and civil judge are on the first floor.
It was a boiling hot day, and the courtroom felt more like an oven than a place of justice. Everyone was sweating buckets. The only thing moving faster than the advocates’ arguments was the sweat dripping from their faces.
Enter: The Fan Club.
The ground floor had air conditioning in the Session’s Court, making it a cool refuge for advocates without listed cases. They lounged comfortably, enjoying the cool air, while their colleagues on the first floor battled the heat. Upstairs, under the ceiling fans, things were both comical and chaotic.
Advocates crowded around the fans, all trying to argue their cases without losing their cool (literally). It was hilarious: a bunch of black-coated lawyers jostling for position in front of the fans. One advocate, standing directly in front of the fan, was mid-sentence when his voice took on a funny warble due to the wind. Another advocate, trying to interrupt, leaned into the fan’s path, only to have his papers fly out of his hands and scatter across the room.
The judge on the first floor, sitting at his high bench, couldn’t help but smile. His usually stern face softened as he watched the parade of sweaty lawyers. “Counselor, if you could step aside for a moment, others would also like to feel the breeze,” he remarked, his voice tinged with amusement.
But the advocates were undeterred. They took turns arguing their cases while basking in the fan’s cooling breeze. The litigants, meanwhile, fanned themselves with files and papers, clearly enjoying the unexpected show.
As the session on the first floor ended, advocates made their way back to the ground floor. The transition was almost ceremonial. Emerging from the heat, they descended the stairs and stepped into the blissfully cool Session’s Court, where the air conditioning was a welcome relief. They paused for a moment, letting the cool air wash over them, before heading back to their chambers with smiles on their faces.
This hilarious day in court will undoubtedly be remembered as the day the advocates of Greater Noida formed their very own “Fan Club”—a day when justice was served with a side of laughter and a much-needed breeze. It was a day when the usual tension of the courtroom gave way to a lighthearted camaraderie, proving that sometimes, even in the most serious of places, a little humor can make a big difference.
Bonus Scene: The Pool Proposal
In one sweltering courtroom, everyone was visibly uncomfortable. The judge fanned himself with a stack of papers, the litigants used their hats and notepads as makeshift fans, and the advocate, in his black coat, was sweating profusely.
Midway through a particularly heated argument, the advocate wiped his brow and grinned. “Your Honor, I propose we move this session to the water park. I’m sure we’ll all make more rational decisions when we’re not on the verge of melting”
The courtroom erupted in laughter. The judge raised an eyebrow, trying to maintain his composure but ultimately cracking a smile. “Counselor, while your suggestion is… imaginative, I’m afraid we must carry on here.”
As the laughter subsided, the tension in the room eased. The advocate’s lighthearted comment had provided a much-needed moment of levity, making the unbearable heat a little more bearable.
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