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JUSTICE AND LINGUALISM: MESSAGE LOST IN INTERPRETATION

Each day I find a new judgment of the Supreme Court, breaks its own record of pages, writes too voluminously to be read by an ordinary mind like me. I have read somewhere a story about Swami Vivekananda who had to write a letter to his friend, but that letter was slightly long than expected. In the last paragraph of his letter he regretted with this statement, "I am sorry for this long letter. I don't have time to write a short one"! Writing something important in few words is an art which is learnt not in few days. In post-modern society discourses are like bubbles which remain for the time a new story replaces it with flourishing convictions. World Netizens, in a Cybernetics World love to express thoughts in few words; emoji expresses there more convincingly than sudden meetings of two strangers! Between these two extreme poles, an Aristotelean "golden mean" is desirable for the sake of avoiding "epysto-suicide" (Epysto-suicide here means a fatal strategy to write for the sake of writing).

It is a noticeable fact that the Apex Court has immense burden to dispense justice for more than one Billion people; especially knowing the fact that it is one and only court in the world who has oceanic jurisdictions; some are authorised through the Constitution from the very beginning, and others are resulted through innovative "Demosprudential Leadership". (Here I'm referring Upendra Baxi, Demosprudence v. Jurisprudence). Justice as a primordial virtue gets affected once the very means of communication creates a situation of Wittgensteinean linguistic limitation of justiciability. Big judgments are often seen to be misread and mis-interpreted by its stakeholders, sometimes it becomes desirable to clarify certain points in due course of time. Aadhaar Judgment has undoubtedly dispelled many a dark spots of curiosity and so created even more for the future to come.

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