What a Judge Can Not Judge

Indian Colour Code

He's Seen the Whole Drama: Appeals, Reviews, Regrets, Repeat. Over the decades, Hon'ble Mr. Grey White has seen every version of Indian legal cinema:

The Emotional Petition: "My Lord, my family has suffered for 47 years..."The Repetitive Review: "Same facts, just a fancier font, My Lord."The Regretful Apology: "I deeply regret my earlier regret, My Lord."The Reformed Accused: "Now I'm running a yoga center, My Lord." (who was earlier running a smuggling ring.)

He's seen lawyers cry, clients collapse, and even junior counsels faint (mostly from caffeine withdrawal).Nothing shocks him anymore.Law Is Long. Life Is Short. Orders Should Be Shorter.
Once upon a time, he wrote 300-page judgments with footnotes, charts, and philosophical quotes. Now?He simply says:"Writ petition disposed of with liberty."

The man has discovered the magic of brevity.Why?Because he knows:
Litigants can't afford ten hearings.Lawyers charge by the hour (plus GST).And court files have started resembling ancient scrolls.

So, he focuses on "justice with economy of words."The Only Thing He Has No Time For: Nonsense.

He knows:When a sob story is genuine.When a delay is deliberate.And when a "technical glitch" is just code for "I forgot the deadline."

He might grant relief.He might pass a strong order.But above all, he will make sure truth is not lost in legal gymnastics.He Has a Secret Question: How Are Litigants Still Affording All This?

He has no time for drama.No love for delay.And no tolerance for weak arguments dressed in strong perfume.What he truly wants is simple:
"Come prepared. Speak the law. Respect the process. And keep your petition shorter than a movie script."
VI.Mr. Yellow (One of amongst many junior lawyers)"He is young,He is tired,He is unpaid, Recently hired, in the fear of being fired.

He is the Baby of the Courtroom — fresh out of law school, still figuring out how to tie his band properly. He may not know much about CPC, CRPC, or Life,but he definitely knows where the canteen is — because that's where broken dreams get some samosa therapy. Slow in Learning, Low in Earning, and Always Running.

His legal knowledge is solid... in theory.He knows Article 14 guarantees equality.But in real life, even the chaiwala doesn't treat him equally — because he still pays in coins.

He is Target Practice for Everyone.Judges. Seniors. Clients. Security guards. Photocopy guys. Everyone takes a turn:
Hon'ble Judge (mildly frustrated): "Are you even a lawyer or just lost on your way to DU campus?"Senior Advocate (very frustrated): "Why haven't you typed the brief yet? It was due last night!"Client (totally confused): "So you are the main lawyer, right? Or the driver?"

His smile? Still intact.His soul? Slightly cracked.His bank account? A horror story.Knows the Law. But Law Doesn't Know Him Yet.

He has memorized every important case law from college days.Keshavananda Bharati? Yes.Maneka Gandhi v. Union of India? Of course.How to file a rejoinder in 17 copies before lunch? No idea.
Every time he tries to help in court, he gets that look from seniors — the look that says:"Don't touch anything. Just breathe silently."But He Has Dreams. Big Ones.

He watches Mr. Black walk into court with swagger, quoting confusing laws and still winning.He watches Mr. White charm the judge with soft words and strong points.And he thinks:
"One day, I'll be like them. But richer. Definitely richer."

Every time a case is adjourned, he sighs.Every time his senior says "Draft it again," he cries inside. Every time the client ignores him, he pretends he didn't notice. But he never quits.
He stays.He listens.He learns.And slowly, painfully, he grows.
From carrying bags...To carrying files...To carrying arguments...
Someday, he'll carry a full-fledged case.And maybe... just maybe... he'll carry the day in court.In Conclusion: A Junior Today, A Legend Tomorrow (With Better Shoes).