ACONSTITUTION is a journey of language. At the parliament building complex in mid-August 2002, when the legislators were busily compiling a new constitution, what was coming and going so rowdily? Your answer, like Hamlet: "Words, words, words..."

In the grounds outside, demonstrators were shouting slogans. A delegation delivered a statement. Within the assembly, the members cajoled, persuaded, probably deceived and snarled at each other, a