7 November 2013

मासूम

पिछ्ली रात की तेज़ हवाँ... 
पिछ्ली रात की आँधी में... 
कई पुराने और घने... 
ऊँचें ऊँचें पेड़ गिरे... 

तबसे पंछी आकाश में... 
सहमें सहमें उड़ते हैं... 
पंछी अब उन पेड़ों पर... 
तिनके रखते डरते हैं... 

मेरे वतन के लोग... 
मासूम वतन के लोग... 
ये मेरे वतन के लोग... 
मासूम वतन के लोग... 

लोग अज़ब लोग मेरे... 
लोग ग़ज़ब लोग मेरे... 
कितना कुछ यह सहतें हैं... 
फिर भी ऐसे बहतें हैं... 

जैसे पानी बह जाएँ... 
जाते जाते कह जाएँ... 
दरियाओं को बहना हैं... 
और समय को रहना हैं... 

मेरे वतन के लोग... 
मासूम वतन के लोग... 
ये मेरे वतन के लोग... 
मासूम वतन के लोग... 

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8 September 2013

వటపత్ర సాయికి వరహాల లాలి

A recent favorite.

లాలి లాలి లాలి లాలి 

వటపత్ర సాయికి వరహాల లాలి..
రాజీవ నేత్రునికి రతనాల లాలి..
మురిపాల కృష్ణునికి ముత్యాల లాలి..
జగమేలు స్వామికి పగడాల లాలి..


(వటపత్ర సాయికి వరహాల లాలి)


కళ్యాణ రామునికి కౌశల్య లాలి..

యదువంశ విభునికి యశోద లాలి..
కరి రాజ ముఖునికి గిరితనయ లాలి..
పరమాంశభవునికి పరమాత్మ లాలి..


(వటపత్ర సాయికి వరహాల లాలి)


అలమేలుపతికి అన్నమయ్య లాలి..
కొదండరామునికి గోపయ్య లాలి..
శ్యామలాంగునికి శ్యామయ్య లాలి..
ఆగమనుతునికి త్యాగయ్య లాలి..


(వటపత్ర సాయికి వరహాల లాలి)


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16 July 2013

சக்தி கொடு

நம் நடை கண்டு அகங்காரம் தூளாக வேண்டும்...!
நம் படை கண்டு திசையெல்லாம் பயந்தோட வேண்டும்...!
சக்தி கொடு..! இறைவா…!
தாயும் நீயே, தந்தையும் நீயே..!
உயிரும் நீயே, உண்மையும் நீயே..!

இறைவா...!
தூணிலும் இருப்பாய்...! துரும்பிலும் இருப்பாய்...!
கொடுமை அழித்துவிட, கொள்கை ஜெய்த்துவிட, சக்தி கொடு...!
இறைவா...!

வெள்ளத்தில் வீழ்ந்தவரை... கரை யேற்ற சக்தி கொடு...
பள்ளத்தில் கிடப்பவரை... மேடேத்த சக்தி கொடு...
தீமைக்கும் கொடுமைக்கும்... தீ வைக்க சக்தி கொடு...
வறுமைக்கு பிறந்தவரை... வாழ் வைக்க சக்தி கொடு...
எரி மலைகள் என் காலில்.. தூளாக சக்தி கொடு...
ஒரு வார்தை சொன்னாலே... ஊர் மாற சக்தி கொடு...
இறைவா...!
முடிவெடுத்த பின்னால் நான் தடம் மாற மாட்டேன்...
முன் வைத்த காலை நான் பின் வைக்க மாட்டேன்...
என்னை நம்பி வந்தவரை ஏமாற்ற மாட்டேன்...
ஏணியாய் நான் இருந்து ஏமாற மாட்டேன்...
உப்பிட்ட தமிழ் மண்ணை நான் மறக்க மாட்டேன்...
நான் உயிர் வாழ்ந்தால் இங்கே தான் ஓடிவிட மாட்டேன்...
கட்சிகளை பதவிகளை நான் விரும்பமாட்டேன்...
காலத்தின் கட்டளையை நான் மறுக்க மாட்டேன்...
இறைவா…!

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19 February 2012

Urdu Poem

Came across this poem while casually going through some Urdu websites… The language belongs to the poet, but I feel it conveys my feelings well… Converted it in Devanagari for those who can't read Urdu.


In Urdu
In Devanagari

_ مجھے زندگی میں قدم قدم پہ تیری رضآ کی تلاش ہے
_
تیری محبت میں اے خُدا، مجھے انتہا کی تلاش ہے

मुझे ज़िन्दगी में कदम कदम पे तेरी रज़ा की तलाश हैं...
तेरी मुहब्बत में खुदा, मुझे इन्तहां की तलाश हैं...

_ میں گناہوں میں ہوں پڑا ہوا، میں زمین پر ہوں گرا ہوا
_
جوگناہ سے مجھے نجات دے، مجھے اس دعا کی تلاش ہے
मैं गुनाहों में हूं पडा हुआ, मैं ज़मीन पर हूं गिरा हुआ...
जो गुनाह से मुझे निजात दे, मुझे उस दुआ की तलाश हैं...

_ میں نےجو کیا وہ برا کیا، میں نے خود کو خود ہی تباہ کیا
_
جو تجھے پسند ہو میرے رب، مجھے اس ادا کی تلاش ہے
मैंने जो किया वह बुरा किया, मैंने खुद को खुद ही तबाह किया...
जो तुझे पसन्द हो मेरे रब, मुझे उस अदा की तलाश हैं...

_ تیرے در پہ ہی میرا سر جھکے، مجھے اور کچھ نہیں چاہیے
_
مجھے سب سے کر دے جو بے نیاز، مجھے اس ادا کی تلاش ہے .  
तेरे दर पे ही मेरा सर झुके, मुझे और कुछ नहीं चाहिए...
मुझे सब से कर दे जो बेनियाज़ मुझे उस अदा की तलाश हैं...

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10 October 2011

Jaane Kahan Kahan Se Aa Jaate Hain...!

In a restaurant. Observing people on the diagonally opposite table. A person representing to be a Govt clerk is being treated by the bidders for a particular tender.

The clerk is a family man. Soon to retire, 3 unmarried unemployed daughters & a bed ridden wife types. The bidders are young chaps, just-out-of-college types, directors of the bidding company.

He's feeling odd.. Never done this before.. They are giving him confidence, return air tickets to Nepal/Bhutan for the coming Diwali vacations, 5star room bookings; & this all in addition to you-know-what!

The clerk is overwhelmed, his entire life is flashing in his memories, he's thinking hard. Will he fall?

They remind him that he's gonna retire soon, & they'll take care of the rest. They offer, they'll also pay for his daughter's weddings.

Finally the focus is on him. He has to decide. He's thinking hard hiding his face in his palms. His hands shaking. Remembering the God, he softly denies all the offers.

They insist. He breaks off! "You UP & Bihari people are spoiling us! We don't want money! Get lost..! We don't want your dirty money. Let us live in peace. I want to die with tight collars, with dignity."

He shouts as the chaps leave. He pays even their bills. People witnessing this say, "Saala, aaj phokat mein entertainment ho gaya!

...Jaane kahan kahan se aa jate hai"

26 August 2011

Re: [arr] What in musical terms makes an ARR song exceptional?

From:Amith Chandhran
To:A. R. Rahman Fans Yahoo Group
Date:Sun, Mar 20, 2011 at 9:33 PM
Subject:Re: [arr] What in musical terms makes an ARR song exceptional?
Link:http://groups.yahoo.com/group/arrahmanfans/message/147156

Friends, even though it has taken some time for me to write on this topic, it could not go without expressing certain thoughts.

Before we talk about the common external elements or characteristics among the most acclaimed AR songs, we must first appreciate that it is the ‘AR sound’ that essentially makes his songs be different from others’. In my personal interpretation, AR’s usage of sound is not just for negation of silence; it is his appreciation and celebration of the deepest relation that exists in between sound and silence. This is his way of greeting the God. In a way, it is complex.

The beauty of this complexity is; you need not to be sheer intelligent person to appreciate it. All that you need to do is to spend some time with it, voluntarily. AR’s music – and in a wider sense, music itself – has the power to bring your soul close to the meditative state. It is like climbing a mountain. Compared to jumping down; climbing a mountain is difficult and rightly so, because it takes efforts and time too. During the process of climbing, a spiritual soul sheds away the worldly thoughts, by transcending itself completely. When the soul reaches at the peak of the mountain and looks around, it happens to witness the world from the greater heights, and it then appreciates the work of super-creator called God. I hope you’re getting my point here – this is precisely the reason why AR’s music takes time to grow on you.

While climbing the mountain of music, the artiste in AR assists you externally in connecting with the inner soul. Finally when you are appreciating the whole thing from those greater heights, you don’t just appreciate AR and his music; you also appreciate the superpower called God for sending someone like AR on earth! Ultimately, you recognize the existence of God. Longer the process to reach this climax, longer the time AR’s music takes to grow on you – and then there’s no come back. Once you’re connected with the almighty, there is no detachment. That’s the element called ever-greenness you shall predominantly find existing in AR’s music.

How does AR maintain the ever-greenness in his works? Again, I would concentrate on the element called ‘sound’ that he handles so proficiently. Sounds, regardless of their meaningfulness or meaninglessness, transmit certain psychic and / or spiritual feelings. The ruler in AR has mastered the art of understanding the intricacies of various sounds and commanding them to transmit through in the form of feelings, just by touching you silently. To accept the transmission of feelings, you don’t need to be spiritual either; for everyone already has that feeling inside. AR just happens to touch it musically and that very feeling inside you is awakened to connect with the super-soul. This art of connecting the deadly sounds and lively silence is spiritual, without which the music will be absolute noise. Further, AR is capable of delivering the same experience to individuals and masses, both at the same time. Beyond everything, AR isn’t consistent only in maintaining the ever-greenness; he’s also consistent in maintaining the success. This is because of spiritual powers that have chosen him for a greater cause. In a way, therefore, I’d say AR’s success qualifies to be termed as a spiritual one.

Again, AR’s ability to constantly and consistently maintain the spiritual success is possible due to another element called ‘absolute faith’. Firstly, it is his absolute faith in the God, which makes him maintain spiritual creativity in the commercial world out there, where salability is considered as a benchmark to measure talent. Without the absolute faith, AR would certainly not have been able to maintain the balance in creativity and commerce. Secondly, it is our absolute faith in AR that makes him explore new worlds and comfortably experiment with the sounds, and on the other hand it also makes us comfortable with those experiments with sounds.

When I’m repeatedly talking of sounds, I must also mention the balance that AR has always maintained in the main categories of sound i.e. dhwani, shabda, naada and swara. It is not merely the technology that helps him, but also his sheer talent to use the available techniques to perfectly place the sounds at proper places in the world class structures that he creates, that helps him present his art in a perfectly balanced way. You must appreciate that this perfect balance makes AR’s works tremendously alive. So much so, that this liveliness goes on to become an expression of his music.

Expression is another beauty of AR’s music. His expression is not just his interpretation; it is really an expression in its purest form. Through his music he is able not just to recreate something that he’s heard in his inner soul, but he expresses it for the outsiders like us. We relate to his expressions from our inner soul because we have them within us, already and he knows how to awaken them. Music for AR in this way is just a device to make us enter into our own selves. When the philanthropist in AR stylishly asks you out “Are you searching for a reason to be kind?” you shall suddenly become silent without putting any efforts. Your personality shall eliminate, you shall unwind, and you shall ultimately enter into the meditative world. In fact any perfect art, not just music, has to reach meditation. If it isn’t reaching that state, then maybe somewhere, something’s going wrong. That’s where we keep hearing complaints from people about AR’s music not being ‘up to the mark’ etc. Well, but I already told you, climbing the mountain is not that easy!

There are many more music directors who have the abilities to take your soul beyond the beyond – this whole spiritual experience is not just restricted to come to you through AR alone. In this situation, AM rightly asks himself a question, “What is it, that makes fans and non-fans come together and appreciate AR’s songs?” In a wider interpretation, what is it that brings all of us here? Why a person from USA can connect to a person from Malaysia? Why do we have people among ourselves who are rendering their selfless services to the mankind under AR’s name?

I would say it is your, the listener’s spiritual soul which has unconditionally chosen love over hatred to be there. It is you, the listener, who has learnt how music and spirituality are two facets of the same experience. It is your appreciation towards the almighty. It is the unbiased identification of the fact that all perfect praises indeed belong to the almighty alone.

After all; we all love search – which is in a way, important than the destination.

Thanks,

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26 October 2009

Burden On The System?

Today, the day started off as a lazy Monday. Since the High Court is on Diwali vacations, and there is a week more for it to reopen, I wanted to utilize the time relaxing and probably finish reading a book that I am reading for past few weeks. I had some meetings scheduled in the morning session so that I don't need to fight with the time later. But the Almighty had different plans for me. A number of happenings took place all of a sudden in such a way that I unexpectedly had to accompany my sister to the local police station to file an FIR. Actually the police stations are nothing new for me. I mean, oops – oh, not that way!

Okay, let me put it this way. Visiting the police stations once in a while, for one or the other reason, happens to be a part of my profession. But my sister was ignorant about the way the procedure works. For her, that Khaki world is all new. I wanted her to have a first-hand but confident experience there, and therefore before entering the place, I explained to her the procedure in detail; especially, how to tackle the police officers and their confidence-killing rapid-fire question rounds. Later in the station, while my sister was facing the officers, I realized that the whole issue is going to take around another hour. I calmly found a wooden bench in a corner for myself to sit and relax.

Sitting on the bench, I tried remembering my first ever visit to the police station, for personal reasons. I've already written about my very first experience with the police station. After that too, there are some random personal experiences, and some more thrilling professional experiences. Some of the experiences go on to become the most unforgettable ones, because they teach you something. One of such unforgettable teaching personal experiences with the police station was, when my cell phone was stolen.

...I knew how my cell phone had got stolen, because I had seen a person thieving it. It was 5 years back but I still remember the incident perfectly, including the thief's face. At that point of time, I could do nothing but shout helplessly. I was lying on the road with blood of two other persons around me. People thought I was hurt, but somehow I was all safe (which I realized later). I was shouting for my cell phone which had fallen off my shirt's pocket. It was that random person walking on the road who came to rescue us, who took it off and flew away! It was a road accident, he knew I was helpless, he knew the situation was confusing, and he took advantage of all that. All had happened within a fraction of seconds. Would not you call it a theft? At that point of time, I believed it to be a theft. I still do.

But the system would not believe so. My first worry was regarding the thief’s misuse of my phone. I had a postpaid connection, and therefore I needed to discontinue the services immediately. Without wasting time I contacted the service provider from a public telephone booth, and after telling the case in detail the customer relations executive had informed me in her sweet voice that I first require to file an FIR in the police station and then produce a copy of the same in order to have the services discontinued.

That was my first FIR in life. It taught me a lot, both as an individual and as a lawyer. Well, at that time I was not a lawyer by profession; I was just a law student. A student; away from his home; staying alone at a hostel. At that point of time I did not know the procedure for filing an FIR, simply because firstly I had never cared about it and secondly because I had never read the Procedure Code, till then.

I reached the police station all prepared, even with the IMEI number of my cell phone. I was quite confident that I will be welcomed and treated royally by the officers there. Not because I was a law student, but because of the principal of my college. He was a highly reputed person, and his name carries a huge weight in the entire State. Even the Judges and police officers sometimes take his advice on complicated legal issues, and it's almost an open secret.

I introduced myself as ‘Sir's student’ to the havildar sitting in the Inspector's chair. He was rubbing tobacco on his right hand palm. There was a 'phew' feeling on his face. Ignoring me, he just placed the tobacco in between his lower lip and the teeth, clapped away the dust in the air and asked me to wait till the 'Senior Inspector' comes. I thought, how fortunate I was, my case would be handled by a 'Senior' Inspector! I did wait and the Senior Inspector arrived shortly. He looked one dashing person. I had already been told to explain my case in short, as Sahib would not have time to spend for petty matters.

Sahib asked me what my case was. I opened up the case in detail, from the starting till the end. He listened to me very carefully. Then there was a rapid-fire round, where he asked me questions right and left, up and down, in and out. I did answer all of them to his satisfaction. At the end of it, he asked me why I wanted to file an FIR. I was surprised by that question. I said, “Sir, I'm just telling you my cell phone got stolen, and you are asking me why I want to file an FIR?” He said, “Not in that way boy, I know it. I mean, what is the purpose you will use the copy of this FIR for?”

I was really new to the system by then. I told him how the service provider company needs a copy of it to discontinue the services on that number. He started writing an FIR. His handwriting was like ‘don’t laugh on this’. From my side of the table, I could not actually read what he was writing, when he was writing it. He finished it in five minutes and asked me to sign it. I was happy; my case was taken up so speedily. “Let me see it”, I said before signing the document, and once it was in my hands, I was taken aback.

He had written in the document that while walking on the road, I had missed my cell phone somewhere on the road, and that it was my mistake. There was no mention of the accident, there was no mention of the person whom I had described in detail, and there was no mention to all the other relevant facts which I had narrated. How on the earth he cooked up the story in that way? I said, “Sir, there is some confusion. This doesn’t look like my complaint.” He immediately and firmly said; “It is. It is your complaint.”

“But Sir, my cell phone got stolen. I haven’t lost it or misplaced it or even missed it – as written in this paper.” I said. I felt a little helpless in front of him. He smiled. He looked like a villain then. With a smile, he said “You call yourself a law student, don’t you? Go back and study the law. Come back to me later, now my duty timings are getting over.” He immediately took the paper back in his hand, kept it in his table drawer, locked it, and went to change. I was dumbstruck. I saw him flying out of the office later, waiving a hand to me and asking me to come back later.

Baffled by the experience, I went back to hostel and took out the bare Act of the mighty ‘Indian Penal Code – 1860’. I knew my phone was stolen, and now I needed to fit my own case in the law. The definition of ‘Theft’ said: ‘Whoever intending to take dishonestly any movable property out of the possession of any person without that person's consent, moves that property in order to such taking, is said to commit theft.’

A detailed study of the section made the whole thing clear. My cell phone was a movable property. It was in my possession. The person had dishonest intent. He had taken my movable property out of my possession. I was shouting to the hell but he ran away, that proves his malevolent purpose. Also proves that I had never consented, so he had taken it without my consent. He had run away with my phone, which meant he had moved the movable property. It was indeed a theft. I was concrete sure on it now. The term ‘missing’ was not defined in the bare Act.

Next day I went to the police station with the bare Act in hand. I had prepared the notes of my own case study. Seeing me entering the office, two havildars whispered something in each other’s ears. “Come in the evening sir, Sahib is on evening duty today” they told me. Cursing the system out of frustration, I came out and stood there for some time. The services to my number would not stop until the FIR was filed and a copy was provided to the company. I thought of informing the company about the practical problems in filing the FIR, and thought that they would show me some sympathy.

Fortunately there was a telephone booth nearby. Seeing it, I immediately walked towards its direction. Now I was inside the booth, and while ringing the customer care, I had a quick sight of the ‘Senior Inspector’ whom I had met yesterday entering the office. I immediately hung up the receiver, came out of the booth and rushing to the police station, caught up the Inspector sitting right in front of him. He looked here and there, demanding explanation on his face. There was no one in the station now. “Okay, tell me.” He said something just to say something.

“Sir, I was just told by your havildars that you were on evening duty today”. I expressed my displeasure and anger for the havildars. “Is it? But who told you so? The havildars are on leave today!” Sahib exclaimed with a smile. Damn it. What was happening with me? Did I want to find out who was on leave and who was posted on which duty? I took a long breath, and with a lot of efforts to keep myself composed, said, “Sir, can we move on the FIR now?”

“Yes; why not? Tell me your case again!” I had to remind him the case. In addition to that, I showed him the definition of the word ‘theft’ and all the notes that I had prepared. I brought to his notice how he had messed up the FIR totally. He was still untouched. “See Wakil Saab, I am not wrong in my interpretation.” He said in a sluggish and firm voice, “Every point that you make out is correct. But in your case, you state that the cell phone fell off from your shirt’s pocket. That means it was lying on the road. From that, it is crystal clear that it was not in your possession. The whole concept of ‘theft’ is balanced on the word ‘possession’, you know? And since the cell phone was not in your possession, I simply cannot apply the section of theft in this case.”

I was first shocked and then left thinking. He seemed to be in a hurry to finish off the matter, so he took the paper out of his table drawer, and said “Now that your doubts are cleared, you may sign this paper and make it a document. Help me to finish it off soon. It’s a month end, and I can have a round figure of FIRs to report.” He had a wicked smile on his face. But I wouldn’t let it go just like that, till I satisfy myself. I knew that something was wrong in his interpretation. I scratched my memory on the word possession, and suddenly I remembered a lecture of Jurisprudence, in which our professor had explained the concept of ‘possession’ to us.

“Sir, see here”. I drew his attention to the paper on which I had made notes. I wrote the word ‘Possession’ on the paper, and started explaining him. “Sir, possession is not only about the physical contact of the immovable or movable property with you. See, you may rent out your property to a tenant. The possession may remain with him but still you are the owner of that property, not he. Possession is the prima facie evidence of ownership. Possession is a secondary concept; whereas ownership comes as a primary concept. And the possession can be transferred only by the Legal Contracts. In the absence of any such contract, the possession is disputable – law does not recognize such disputable possession as genuine.”

I felt like winning half the argument already. “And in my case, I’m proving my ownership with the help of the cell phone receipt which is in my name, and the IMEI number. Though the cell phone fell off on the road, I did not renounce my ownership, did I? Even if it falls on the road, it is in my possession till I do not transfer the possession to someone else! The whole concept of the term ‘theft’ may be balanced on the word ‘possession’, but where have I transferred it to him? And since I haven’t done so, how can you say it was not in my possession? You will have to apply Sec. 378 (theft) in this case.”

He was adamant. I argued a lot, but in vain. I had urgency, and hence I was left puzzled. At one hand, I wanted justice; at the other I needed a copy of my FIR. I came out of the police station, and called up our Principal Sir. I explained the whole case to him. Surprisingly he knew the Police Inspector. He said, “Don’t waste time. Take the copy of FIR from him immediately, give it to the telephone authorities, and come to meet me.”

“You know what,” later, sitting in his air conditioned office, my Principal Sir was telling me, “The theoretical application of law always differs from the practical one. If you file a case of ‘theft’, they (police) have to take a search for the thing stolen. Then they have to prepare a search report. They have to maintain a record of those reports. So much of the energy goes in these efforts. The system already has such a huge burden on its head, and in addition to that, this!” He was referring to my case. "The system is like that. You have to accept certain things, and move ahead. You cannot fight with everyone. At least you should have seen that you get a copy of FIR fast, because you needed it urgently, no? What if it was a terrorist, he could have used your phone for what not?”

Sir was right. Personally, I had no hopes of getting back my cell phone. So I could actually have done with any kind of FIR. The words ‘theft’ or ‘missing’ in the document were not going to make any difference for me or for the service provider company. So what was I fighting for?

Later after some days, the Sahib had called me to the station to 'select' one of the cell phones from a bunch that he had 'seized in one of the raids'. on a custom shop. That time, he was sporting an obstinate smile! Don't know why, but he was offering me such a royal and rich treatment! "Take any one you want. Or maybe two!" He had said grinning pointing at the bunch of phones placed on the table, showing his tobacco-ed black teeth. Don't know why, but I have developed a killing nausea for some elements in the mighty System since then.

...Today, my sister’s purse was stolen while walking on the road. It was snatched off, and people had seen it. The thief ran away. Nobody could do anything. The purse had around 200-300 Rs and an identity card in it. She was in the police station to file an FIR. She was arguing with the lady Police Inspector there, saying that her purse was actually stolen, and not misplaced.

I just interrupted, and said, “Okay, take the document as it is. In reality your purse is stolen, but on the paper you have misplaced it. It doesn’t make much of a difference., does it? You need the copy of FIR to get a duplicate identity card issued, don’t you?”

My sister had a dissatisfied, deceived ‘you-too?’ look in her eyes.

How do I tell her that we should avoid being a burden on the system?

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27 September 2009

A Question For Jurisprudential Study.

Dear readers,

This post is a little different. This is about a question for a jurisprudential study, and I expect the readers to participate and discuss the question here.

Mr. Amartya Sen has recently written a book called 'The Idea Of Justice'. While reading some reviews of the book, I came across a report of a press conference held by Mr. Sen. In this press conference Mr. Sen puts a questions before the journalists, and invites their reasonable replies on it.

The question by Mr. Sen:

A, B, and C are 3 independent, individual persons. These 3 are, at this point of time, fighting with each other over the issue of a flute that is lying down before them.
  • A says: I possess the exclusive knowledge of creating the flutes using the bamboos. Nobody else bears the knowledge of creating the flutes other than me. And therefore, I claim that only I should get it. If anyone else gets it, it will result into large injustice to me. A reminds B and C that he built the darn thing, and no sooner did he finish it than the other two started trying to take it away.

  • B says: I am the only person who bears the knowledge of playing the flute. Nobody else than me knows how to play the flute. The flute is mine because I'm the only one who knows how to play it. And therefore, I claim that only I should get it. If anyone else gets it, it will result into large injustice to me.

  • C says: I'm the poorest and have no toys, so the flute would at least give me something to play with. Since my childhood, I have never ever gotten anything to play. If I get this flute, I will be able to play it. It means a lot to me, and nobody other than me can understand my feeling and attachment towards it. And therefore, I claim that only I should get it. If anyone else gets it, it will result into large injustice to me.
Let us remember before answering anything, Mr. Sen expects us to answer this query considering the theories of Social Sciences. First think of an answer considering the social sciences, and then try to put it in the Jurisprudential approach. If it is possible to think in any other ways, please explain the thought with reasonable arguments to such an extent where there will be no room left for any kind of ambiguity or vagueness.

Now,
  • The readers are expected to step into the shoes of the Judge and decide so as to whom the flute is to be given.
  • While deciding so, remember that the decision should be acceptable to all 3 parties as it is.
  • Please remember that generally you are not expected to know the laws or the legal theories.
  • Please remember that all 3 have proved their own statements with evidence.
  • Please consider that the given information is only the truth.
  • Please remember that there is no other information than provided.
  • Please also remember, that the Judge is not expected to suggest who should do what.
  • Your decision should do equal justice to all of the parties.
  • Please explain how your decision does justice, in short, with reasonable arguments and if possible, with examples.

Thanks,

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