Review by Amish Aggarwala on Amazon:

By Amish Aggarwala on 3 December 2015

Having read and thoroughly enjoyed his "The Bulls*** Quotient", I knew I had to get my hands on the latest by Mr. Dubey. I have gone through a few biographies of Indian lawyers, and trust me, they are all dry to the core, much like the lawyers who wrote them. Hence, my extremely low expectations from this book. And understandably so. Lawyers carry with them incredible stories, but can never leave a legacy behind in the form of a memoir, because of confidentiality. This story couldn't possibly be told by someone who still practices advocacy.
Having been in the profession for a measly but meaty two years, I can vouch for Mr. Dubey's facts presented through and through. And just how! The book left me in splits every few minutes. He has managed to unabashedly lay bare the dirt of litigation practices, which one could have the privilege of understanding only after greasing out the years of slogging in courts. Though he admits his version dates back a few decades, I have no doubt the practice has retained most of its attributes even today.
He has portrayed a beautiful story of law and its practices, and its practitioners. The way he bares his soul, on the personal as well as the professional front, is truly remarkable. He also through personal anecdotes taught a memorable lesson on how to be a good manager, or rather 'how not to manage others'. I finished off the book in as close as I could get to a single sitting, reminding me of my college days reading DBC Pierre's 'Vernon God Little'. This book wins my Lawyer's Booker hands down.
What I did not like, was the ending. For god's sake! Why did you have to turn this masterpiece into a sequel begging saga?
Chuck out all the half baked "Neither this nor that", or "Before what fades", or even "Law as a this or that", this is a must read for everyone remotely related to the legal profession.
I keep passing off law biographies I read to interns. This one I won't, for I intend to read it a few more times, till, ugh, he throws out the sequel. This time, get your own damn copy.