As Sanjay walked across the corridor,past the judges' chambers and into the courtroom, he couldn't help but steal a glance at all the lesser men who were in awe of him.His scintillating lawyering had bedazzled the bench and his opponents alike,and it was time for the verdict.Even as the verdict was being read out, he was overwhelmed with pride- and justifiably so - he had successfully prosecuted the most dreaded criminal of the times.Once the proceedings were over, he walked out of the now clamorous courtroom , and was approached by a starstruck junior when  - PONK! - the piece of chalk thrown at him by the professor had done its job.He woke  up with a start , only to realize that he had dozed off in the middle of the jurisprudence lecture. 

 " You are the dirtiest fellow in this class, I say!"

"Sir,I'm sorr-"

"Get out you dirty mongrel!"

 Insulted,he left quietly,and walked backed to the dormitory,pondering over ways to get even.  "Who does he think he is? H.L.A.Hart? Huh, old fart!"

He had his lunch, and then worked to finish pending projects.He now had all the time in the world to settle scores with the prof. His devious mind conceived many a wicked plan,but none as simple and failsafe as the one he was to execute the following day.

After the day's final lecture,he drove to a pay phone not very far away from the campus.

He dialed the prof's number.

"Hello?" the prof croaked at the other end.

"Have you read the Ramayana?"

"Who is this?"

"Yes or no?"

"Yes."

"Do you know Raavana?"

"Who are you,you  rascal?"

"Yes or no?"

"Yes."

"You should.You're his descendant."

"Aaaiy scoouuundrell,I will-"

 "Goodbye."

As he drove back to the campus,he thought to himself:

"At a time when the judiciary deliberates upon the  Birthplace of Lord Rama,His sworn enemy's descendants are doing a fine job of emulating their forefather at Law school."