Chapter 4:The Missing Senior

It was a quiet afternoon in the courtroom.The fan was buzzing, papers were shuffling, and people looked a little sleepy. Then, suddenly…

The Judge returned from lunch.
He sat down, looked serious, and said, “Next case.”

Everyone sat up straight. Something was about to happen.

A young junior lawyer stood up. He looked very nervous—like he had just seen a ghost hiding inside his case file.

No one knew it yet, but something funny was coming.

This was the second time today the junior lawyer was asking for more time.

At 11 AM, he had stood up and said,
"My Lord, my Senior is stuck in traffic. Can we take the case at 2 PM?"
The Judge smiled and said, “Okay. Come back at 2 PM.”

Now it was 2 PM. Everyone was waiting. The room was full of quiet hope and hidden popcorn energy.

But the Senior Lawyer was still missing.

The Judge raised an eyebrow and asked,
“Where is your Senior now?”

The junior lawyer gulped and said,
“My Lord… now he is stuck in another court.”

The Judge looked surprised.
“First traffic, now another court?”

The junior nodded quickly.
“Yes, My Lord. He got stuck again.”

The Judge leaned back and said,
“This is not a train station. I can’t keep waiting all day!”

The courtroom giggled.

The Judge said,“I came back from lunch. Maybe he went for dinner?”

The Judge then asked,
“So, when will your Senior come now?”

The junior gave a nervous smile and said,
“Tomorrow, My Lord. 

The Judge further asked, at what time?

The junior replied hesitatingly ,
"at 2 PM My Lord."

The Judge squinted and asked,
“And what is the guarantee he will come tomorrow at 2 PM?”

The junior replied,
“If he doesn’t, I will disappear!”

Moral of the Story:

Excuses in court don’t fly too far,
Even if your Senior’s stuck in a car.
Bring your case, not a traffic tale,
Judge might catch you even by mail! 

Written by Ajay Amitabh Suman,The Lawfing Lawyer
Patent and Trademark Attorney, Delhi High Court
[Lawfing Tales of Law, Lawyers and Litigants]
[Inspired from True Life Events]

11 AM Vs 2 PM

It was a quiet, serious afternoon in Courtroom.he Judge had just returned after his short break.The clock struck 2 PM—time for the next matter.A young junior counsel stood up nervously.Earlier that morning, he had asked for time.He had claimed—quite seriously—that his Senior Advocate was stuck in a traffic jam. The Judge had kindly granted time till 2 PM.But now, as everyone looked around… the Senior was still missing.What excuse would the junior give this time?

The Judge looked down with a patient frown,
"You're here again... but where's your gown?"

"Oh, I’m here, My Lord," the junior said,
"But my Senior’s missing—I’m filled with dread."

“At 11 AM, you sought some time,
that traffic stopped him, like nursery rhyme.”

"Yes, My Lord," the junior replied,
“The jam was thick—he almost cried!”

The Judge leaned back, calm but stern,
“I gave you time… now it’s your turn.”

The junior coughed and looked around,
Hoping his Senior might be found.

"My Lord,” he said, “it’s not the street—
This time, he's in a courtroom seat."

“He's trapped again,” said the young man,
“In another case, with a different plan.”

The Judge sighed deep, rubbed his face,
As silence swept across the place.

"You want more time? How many tries?
Should I wait here till pigs can fly?"

The junior, red with shame and sorrow,
Said softly, “Just… until tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow, My Lord! Please don’t be grim,
At 2 PM, we shall surely begin!”

“Tomorrow at 2?” the Judge gave a glare.
“Will he appear—poof!—out of thin air?”

The courtroom laughed, the moment was tight,
The Judge just sighed, “Fine. One more night.”

Moral of the Poem:

If your Senior’s missing once or twice,
Make sure the third excuse sounds extra nice.

Ajay Amitabh Suman

Patent and Trademark Attorney
Lawfing Lawyer

Half Pay Vs Delay

A tense client rushed in, asking, “Where’s Advocate Sir? The matter’s about to be called!”The junior counsel replied coolly, “Don’t worry, Senior Advocate is briefed.”The client muttered, “He may be sharp, but your boss is like family to me.”Just then, the door creaked open everyone turned—Was it him… or another delay. Where’s My Advocate?  

A Client ran fast, all in a haste,  

"Where’s your boss? No time to waste!"  

Junior smiled, calm and free,  

"Senior’s briefed, just trust in me!"  

Client huffed, shook his head,  

"My nerves are high, my heart is dead!"  

Junior laughed, "Why this fear?  

Senior’s great, he’s almost here!"  

Client sighed, "I know he's best,  

But my guy? He beats the rest!"  

"Experts talk, they make it grand,  

But your boss? He understands!"  

Clock went tick, doors went bang!  

Senior spoke—the client sank.  

Then it happened, loud and late,  

Boss walked in—no sign of hate.  

Client asked, “Why the delay?”  

Boss just smiled, “Half the pay!”  

Client gasped, then laughed in glee,  

“Next time, full—just bill it to me!”  

Ajay Amitabh Suman

Patent and Trademark Attorney

Lawfing Lawyer

Present My Lord Vs Future My Lord

In court, a lawyer questioned the judge’s ability to hear a case, pointing out that the judge had once defended it. The judge simply replied, “No, my Lord, I stood where you are… soon, you may stand where I am.” The lawyer froze. Was it a joke—or a prediction?

In court one day, a case was set,

Defendant’s counsel, bold and met.

He cleared his throat, then raised his face,

"My Lord, will you still hear this case?"

The Judge sat back, his smile was wide,

He shook his head, and then replied,

"No, my Lord, I must decline,

This case was once a fight of mine."

The counsel blinked, his brow now tight,

Something here just wasn’t right.

"My Lord? But why address me so?

I’m just a lawyer, this I know!"

The Judge then chuckled, eyes so bright,

A knowing grin, a look so light.

"Because, my friend, not long ago,

I stood right there—I’ve walked this road.

I fought this case, I knew the fight,

Now here I sit, a Judge in white.

The path ahead? Oh, can’t you see?

Soon this bench will call for thee!"

The counsel gasped, the crowd amused,

The courtroom filled with laughter loose.

A Judge today was once like you,

And soon, my friend, you'll wear the shoe!

Ajay Amitabh Suman

Patent and Trademark Attorney

Lawfing Lawyer

Cooling Tech Vs Heating Effect

It was a tense day in court. A major patent case on cooling technology was being argued. The judge, known for his sharp mind, listened carefully. But soon, something unexpected happened—his head started feeling hot! Was it the complexity of the case, or was the cooling technology failing right in front of him?

A case was heard, a patent fight,

On cooling tech—was it new, or trite?

The judge sat high, with furrowed brow,

Scratching his head—"It’s hot in here now!"

"Mr. Counsel, I must confess,

This cooling tech has made a mess!

My head is heated, thoughts unclear,

Explain it well—I need to hear!"

The lawyer bowed, and with a grin,

Said, "Cooling tech heats up within!

Even ACs, while cooling air,

Throw out heat—it’s only fair!"

The judge then gasped, "Well, that is plain!

Your client’s claim is all in vain!

No new step, no bright delight,

Just old tech in a different light!"

And with that word, the case was tossed,

The lawyer sighed, the client lost.

The courtroom laughed, the ruling done—

Cooling tech had warmed no one!

Ajay Amitabh Suman

Patent and Trademark Attorney

Lawfing Lawyer

Fight Vs Flight

Imagine two fierce political rivals, always at each other’s throats, suddenly sitting side by side on a flight, calm as can be. How is that possible after all their fiery debates and dramatic showdowns? A puzzled lawyer asks, only to get an answer that reveals a hilarious truth—not just about politics, but about lawyers too!

A leader of red,

A leader of blue,

Fighting all day,

With much ado.

They shout, they roar,

They throw the blame,

Yet on a flight,

They're just the same.

One sips his tea,

One takes a nap,

No chairs are thrown,

No angry clap.

"How is this so?"

A lawyer inquires,

"After such heat,

No more fires?"

The other laughs,

With knowing cheer,

"It's just like us,

With wine and beer!"

We fight in court,

We clash, we yell,

We twist each word,

We weave a spell.

But once it's done,

And battle's through,

We sip our tea,

Like old pals do.

We joke, we chat,

We laugh, we tease,

The war was just,

A legal breeze!

For court is stage,

A grand debate,

But outside doors,

No need for hate!

And if one wins,

The other grieves,

But buys the tea—

With lawyer’s fees!

Ajay Amitabh Suman

Patent and Trademark Attorney

Lawfing Lawyer

Thunder Vs Wonder

One day, a curious law student met a seasoned IPR lawyer and, with a spark of excitement, asked, "Sir, what’s the eighth wonder of the IPR world?" The lawyer smirked, adjusted his glasses, and leaned in as if revealing a deep legal secret. Let's see in this poem, what he finally finally narrated to the student. 

A law student, curious and bright,

Asked a lawyer, wise and right—

"Sir, what’s the wonder, tell me true?"

"Listen up, O boy I’ll give a clue!"

A man who steals tradename old, 

Sells his goods, makes some gold.

When gets sued—oh, what a sight!

He shouts, "you’re stealing my right!"

Like thunder, he roars, loud and wild,

"My brand is gone! I’ve been defiled!"

and we just laugh, shake our head,

"His ‘wonder’ claim is storming dead!"

So, every pirate , time and again,

Cries "I’m the victim!"—but in vain.

Their stolen brand, their final plea,

A thunderous wonder for all to see!

Ajay Amitabh Suman

Patent and Trademark Attorney

Lawfing Lawyer

Prima Facie Vs Ex Facie

One lawyer, draped in the finest legal attire, walked into the High Court. A demand from the Registrar General threatened his entire legal identity. Would his coat and band be enough? Or was he about to be mistaken for a particularly well-dressed imposter?

A lawyer stood, so proud, so grand,

In blackest coat, with band in hand.

He faced the Court, with voice so bold,

"I’m a lawyer—must be told!"

The Registrar smirked, and shook his head,

"Not so fast, my learned friend.

Your coat and band, I do agree,

Are proof—but just prima facie."

The lawyer gasped, in sheer dismay,

"Must I prove it all the way?

My gown is crisp, my look is wise,

Do you doubt your very eyes?"

The Court just laughed, waved his pen,

"Beyond doubt, let me check again.

Enrollment number, let me see,

Whether you hold an LLB degree? "

The lawyer sighed, his pride now gone,

Pulled his card, and passed it on.

With one last look, he made it plain,

"Next time, I'll sew it on my chain!"

Ajay Amitabh Suman

Patent and Trademark Attorney

Lawfing Lawyer

Insult Vs Fee

The client sat, heart racing. He had shouted, insulted, and maybe even thrown in a creative curse or two. Now, guilt burned in his chest. Would the lawyer forgive him? Would he lose his case? He took a deep breath and spoke…

Client sighed, "Oh dear me,

I was rude, I now see."

Lawyer grinned, "Don't you fret,

Just a charge, no regret!"

Client gasped, "Wait, that's bad!"

"Not at all, I'm just glad!"

"Glad for what?" Client cried.

"For each word, fee applied!"

Client groaned, "This is mad!"

Lawyer laughed, "Not so bad!"

"You swore twice, that’s no joke,**

Adds a charge for extra poke!"

Client yelled, "This is theft!"

"Well," said lawyer, "Not much left!

So dear folks, watch your tongue,

Or lose coins… one by one!

Ajay Amitabh Suman

Patent and Trademark Attorney

Lawfing Lawyer

Advocate Vs Senior Advocate

 A lawyer, with a sly little grin, leaned to his friend and said, "Why not try for Senior Advocate?"

The other lawyer, with a smirk so thin, replied, "Changing the name won’t change my fate!"
The first one laughed, a twinkle in eye, "Like coffee packs with ‘premium’ seal, but still taste dry!"

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Two lawyers sat, both side by side,
One looked smug, the other sighed.
"Why not try, be senior too?
A bigger name will surely do!"

The other laughed and shook his head,
"My friend, my friend," was all he said.
"A label new won’t change a bit,
The same old stuff, just wrapped in wit!"

"You see, my friend, it’s plain to me,
A name won’t set my talent free.
Just like a cup with ‘gold’ inside,
But tastes the same—oh, what a ride!"

The first one grinned, he had to cheer,
"Your words are true, so sharp and clear!
Like instant coffee, dressed up fine,
Still tastes weak—just like cheap wine!"

Ajay Amitabh Suman
Patent and Trademark Attorney
Lawfing Lawyer

Final Vs Finally Final

 The courtroom was full, and the air was still. The judge looked tired, and the lawyer looked hopeful. With a deep sigh, the judge leaned forward and said, “Not this again!”

---

The lawyer stood, so neat, so tall,
"My Lord, just one last time, that’s all!
One more chance, I beg you, please,
This will end—no tricks, no tease!"

The judge sat back and rubbed his head,
"Counsel, this is what you said!
Last time you swore, ‘Final, true!’
Yet here you are—again, brand new!"

The lawyer smiled, then bowed real low,
"This time, My Lord, it’s time to go!
Final, final, done for sure,
No more dates—I swear, no more!"

The judge just laughed, shook his head,
"Counsel, next time, stay in bed!
Your ‘final’ talks, they never die,
Like grandma’s cake—they multiply!"

Ajay Amitabh Suman
Patent and Trademark Attorney
Lawfing Lawyer

Good Luck Vs Bad Luck

A lawyer left court early—unbelievable, right? The parking attendant cheered for his luck. But surprise! The lawyer sighed, "Bad luck, actually. And why so, just guess??? 

A lawyer left court early, feeling down,

Met a parking guy, in a suit so brown.

A chat began, a tale was spun,

And here's the catch, just for fun!

Move my car!" the lawyer said,

"I’m leaving now, need space ahead!"

"So soon?" the attendant blinked in shock,

"Lawyers work round the ticking clock!"

"Yes, today I’m out real quick,

Court’s on leave, no case to pick!"

"Wow, you're free? That’s great to hear!"

"Not so great, I fear, my dear!"

"My case was strong, my proof was tight,

Judge took leave—Bad luck, not right!"

The parking guy just laughed out loud,

"Next time, sir, sue the cloud!"

Ajay Amitabh Suman

Patent and Trademark Attorney

Lawfing Lawyer

Black Vs White

Two lawyer friends met at lunch. One was dressed like a classic lawyer. The other? Well… let's just say he had a "brighter" approach to legal fashion.

Two lawyers met at lunch today,

One in black, the classic way.

The other stood out, bold and bright,

White shirt, white paint—what a sight!

"You look great!" the black one said,

"White paint, white shirt, white beard shed!"

"Unlike others, dark and plain,

You shine bright, a whole new lane!"

The man in white gave a smile,

"Yes, I do have a different style.

All wear black, so dark, so tight,

I wear white—am I just right?"

"Black coat, black pants, black hair too,

Makes all friends look like a crew.

But I stand out, crisp and neat,

In black, I’m white—hard to beat!"

A waiter came, served hot tea,

Looked at white and laughed with glee,

"Sir, your style is really grand,

But stains on white just expand!"

The lawyer smiled, sipped with care,

But tea still dripped—oh, such despair!

A big brown spot right on his chest,

His bright white look was now a mess!

The black-clad friend just shook his head,

And with a grin, he calmly said:

Black hides stains and keeps them free,

That’s why black wins legally!

Ajay Amitabh Suman

Patent and Trademark Attorney

Lawfing Lawyer

More and More Vs Less and Less

Courtrooms are strange places. Lawyers talk a lot, judges listen a little, and logic takes frequent coffee breaks. One day, a lawyer tried to impress the judge—but the judge had a reply that left everyone scratching their heads!

Lawyer and judge, oh what a sight,
Argue all day, from left to right.
Words fly fast, some make sense,
Others just build up suspense!

Though in court all thing went mess!
But lawyer spoke, trying to impress.
The judge just stared, & he sighed,
And this is how, the lawyer replied.

Lawyer: "My Lord, I learn so much!"
Judge: "Oh dear, that’s quite a touch.
But I know less of more and more,
Gathered from lawyers by the score!

You know more of less and less,
Yet claim wisdom, I must confess.
But Round & round, words just flow,
Where they land, I’ll never know!"

To the court that circus was true,
Arguments stick just like a glue.
If you fail, you raise your tone,
Confusing me all meaning unknown.

Ajay Amitabh Suman
Patent and Trademark Attorney
Lawfing Lawyer

Bag Vs Chair

Two lawyers, one chair, and a lonely bag—who knew lunchtime could turn into a courtroom drama?

A lawyer came, hungry and quick,
Saw an empty chair and made his pick.

He moved a bag and sat right there,
Thinking, "A bag can’t own a chair!"

Soon another came, mad and loud,
"That is my seat!" he told the crowd.

"I kept my bag to claim my space,
But now you sit—oh, what a case!"

The first one smiled, shook his head,
"A chair needs you, not  bag instead!"

"But sir!" he said, full of despair,
"You took my seat, it’s just not fair!"

"You should have used the legal way,
Not grabbed my chair without delay!"

The people laughed, they had some fun,
No court today—just lunch was done!

Lesson: Sit down quick, don’t just stare,
Or someone else will take your chair!

Ajay Amitabh Suman
Patent and Trademark Attorney
Lawfing Lawyer