Deuce, says the higher court
Twenty seven years just to putt,
Court still feels it was a short cut.
The white wigs left long back,
We’re still on the same track,
The slow snail courts snore, eyes half-shut.
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Happenings |08.09.2025| humour, justice
Note: A trial court takes 27 years on a murder case. Legal formalities, two years; framing charges, 14 years; and to conduct the trial, 13 more. And still, the high court feels, the trial court adopted a ‘short cut’ going in a ‘hurried manner’. And it orders retrial. Back to square one. Who can beat that?
Copyright © Aniruddha Pathak | Year Posted 2025
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