Sonal Singh On Sonal's Table

When a pinkish-purple dawn breaks o’er my land dribbling down to kiss the heather laden braes the misty wraiths swirl, clinging to the peat hags the wind sighs, caresses and murmurs for days Ruffling the heather stalks, it soughs past, it lags An enamoured lover it whispers and croons billowing …

I’m Lost like A forgotten melody In The backyard Of my hometown Wandering The lanes Of my childhood. Nostalgic, My heart, Reminisces and remembers My Nonage spent In these environs. Wasn’t It meant To last forever? Now, The fields Stand silent, bare. The Streets are Lonely and uncluttered. The Children, …

The book starts off as a light read but then delves into series legal issues such as – ‘is a brain dead person really dead’, ‘the right to die with dignity’ , ‘making a will – facts, myths, mistakes and remedies’, etc. In some of these articles, the author proposes some new ideas to legal challenges faced by our judiciary – ‘community service as punishment’, ‘the rights of animals’, etc.