A Day at the High Court of Delhi

It was January of 2008. I hadn’t really been in regular law practice till then. As I was sitting in the lobby, waiting for my case to be called, I was suddenly overwhelmed by some strong emotions; I don’t know what they were, but I ended up writing the following passage in my court diary! Maybe I was depressed; maybe I was tired; maybe it was what they call Depersonalization; maybe all of them, who knows. Whatever it was, here it is.

Worried?

Dance your cares away,
Worry’s for another day.
Let the music play,
Down at Fraggle Rock.

Work you cares away,
Dancing’s for another day.
Let the Fraggles play,
We’re Gobo, Mokey, Wembley, Boober, Red.

Dance your cares away,
Worry’s for another day.
Let the music play,
Down at Fraggle Rock.
Down at Fraggle Rock.
Down at Fraggle Rock.