The Jural Postulates

Today is an auspicious day, for Law Students, Teachers, Judges, Lawyers and members of Society because; today is the day When Constitution was passed in its full "Letters & Spirit". It is always said that, “Constitution is a Living Document”, because it imbibes in the heart of the people and people imbibe in its Soul. Both protect, guard & nurture each other, with passing of time. Sometime, in the history of Constitution there are dark days, nonetheless in the lives of people there are days when they suffer through misfortunes, obstacles, defeats but the Life goes on and on. So, is the life our document, which goes on & on and stands the test of time.  But, then question arises that Whether it has some “Morality”, because it is a living document and being “Living”, it should have some morals, as we have, being a human being, being Living Person. For, this question I would say that, yes it has “Morality”, then the question arises what kind of morality, how it c...

" Life of mine is gift of my God, A most cherished gift which I owe to my lord, Reputation to me is nonetheless lovable than my life, Loss of it is like my heart penetrated by Knife,  A property of mine which I have earned through hard labour, Whose taste I want to feel and enjoy in different flavour, But when it became sour and salty who will enjoy its flavour, Hence Law is there to protect the ripened fruit of my labour, Law save the edifice of my Life which is gift of my God, Through the one whom I called Me Lord, Having sat in the seat of Justice he is no lesser than Almighty, Whose Judgement is truth and to whom we profess as our next deity, Reputation he save, he save it through his penetrable eye, A priceless thing of mine with which I have been born and with which I have to die." Thank You

“I am in a boat, crossing thousands mile, None to help me, as I was going to an exile, I begged for help but no one came forward, Before this day they were talking of bravery, but today they became Coward, Before me lie vast river having no sign of life, Behind me lie the indelible memories of my past life, Heavy load on my shoulders as I have to move the boat alone, Difficult ways before my eyes, filled with dust and stone, And now in the way, came both mist and snow, And it grew wondrous cold, Life became too difficult for me as I was unable to hold, And through the drifts, the snowy clifts, Did send a dismal sheen: Nor shapes of mine nor breast was ken, The ice was all between, No one came for my help even some saw my Ship trapped in ice, That let me know that the world is full of selfishness and full of vice, At last shined the rays of sun, through the fog it came Melting the stony ice, I hailed it in God’s name. For me the trap was Mahabha...