On the way to Delhi I find myself in the company of jaats, in fact a whole bunch of them. Now jaats are nice people but you don’t want to displease them because then they can be not-so-nice, at least thats what the general assumption is. This assumes more significance when they are wrestlers and


On the road, in Goa, found a few names of the same place. Agacim, Agassim, Agasim, Agacaim Two of them, on different walls of a Government building. Hopefully, I will never need to post a letter to anyone there.