LOOPHOLE THAT LED ME TO LAW

If you aren’t sure what law can offer you, research a little - it might just be your cup of tea.

My journey- Why Law?

 

Back in school, I was that student who actually liked Civics. While others treated Civics as just another subject, I’d find myself oddly intrigued  wondering how words of the Constitution came alive beyond the textbook.. Maybe I’d become a policy drafter, maybe join the police something that had a sense of justice and order. But like most teenage curiosities, that thought faded away… or so I thought.

 

   

(gemini ai generated textbook photograph)

 

Years later, after finishing my BMM in Journalism, I stood at a crossroad with three paths in front of me: a PG Diploma in Media & Entertainment, an MBA in Media Management & Entertainment and a LL.B. entrance I’d written out of pure curiosity to try something new.

Many asked me: WHY LAW NOW? and after BMM?

My father, ever the voice of reason, made me weigh it out. Media looked glamorous, fast, and full of adrenaline. Law looked structured, demanding, and yes it seemed terrifying. But something about that challenge called out to me. It felt grounded  like the kind of path that might be hard at first but would hold steady later.

My first semester in LL.B was chaotic. I remember after our library orientation Fys sat in library staring at Bare Acts and Law journals, I pretended to understand but honestly didn’t. Everyone around me looked so serious, flipping pages, commenting and underlining like they’d cracked the code. Meanwhile, I was still trying to figure out where the “important parts” even began. Sometimes I’d highlight random sections just to look busy. It was chaos, legal phrases felt like a foreign language, and  case citations that we all heard during lectures but somehow retained none and forgot during exams. I remember thinking, What if I took a wrong call? But slowly, things shifted.

 The very confusion that once scared me began to intrigue me. Law wasn’t about rote learning; it was about case story and its interpretation. It was a game of logic and empathy wrapped in black and white print.

 

Then came the turning point - Moot Courts.
Like most of us, I thought law school would be a real-life version of Suits, fast-talking lawyers in sharp suits arguing dramatic cases. Reality hit differently. Moot court taught me the beauty of research, drafting, and articulation. It wasn’t theatrical… ok I lied it was a bit dramatic, convincing the Moot court Judge that it was our birthright and we deserved much better for our (mock) client; but it was also preparation and persuasion.

My first ever moot was a straight-up state-level one at GES. I had no idea what I was doing  and I was the researcher! I kept waiting for my Mike Ross moment to strike, for my brain to connect the dots, but nothing. I sat up till 3 a.m., had to wake up at 5, and finally decided to just go with the flow. I don’t think I’ve ever been that scared.

Surprisingly, our efforts didn’t go in vain. We came second. Can you imagine? A couple of first-years with zero experience just went in, gave it their best, and somehow made it. It set a standard among our peers, and we celebrated like we’d just won nationals not to mention the joy of getting an actual cash prize.

The only thing that calmed me through moots was printing -yes, printing. If you’ve ever waiting patiently with a college printer before a submission, you know the trauma. I was feeding pages like offerings, whispering and praying it to be the final-final-final copy , “Please, just this one more last copy.” When the final memorial printed without further changes, I almost wanted to cite it as Exhibit A: Miracles Exist.

After several moots, I realized something important. It wasn’t about winning anymore  it was about making sense of chaos.

 

Internships

Then I finally stepped into actual courtrooms during internships, the contrast was fascinating. Moots were rehearsed arguments whereas actual courtrooms were unfiltered and raw. The difference didn’t disappoint me; it drew me in.

Somewhere in between moots, assignments, and endless citations, I started taking up leadership roles, organizing events, mentoring juniors. I learned to ask for help, to take guidance from friends and seniors, and to build something meaningful through law school. That’s when I realized law doesn’t just teach you to argue it teaches you to adapt and lead.

 

How it all came back to me

Something about that word that every lawyer secretly loves, “loopholes” , it finally made sense.

Funny thing is, I found mine not in a statute, but in life. How I once wondered if Civics could ever be a career? Turns out, that curiosity was my loophole. It led me here. Everything somehow connected in its own time. That’s what I love about law  it doesn’t just teach you to bridge gaps; it teaches you to find possibilities.

My journey in law still has miles to go, but I’m proud of that one leap I took when I could’ve easily played it safe. It’s funny  the very thing that once intimidated me now excites me every day.

 

Law gave me a way to see the world differently  not as a set of rules, but as a living dialogue between rights and responsibilities. If there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that doubt isn’t the enemy of ambition, it’s often the beginning of discovery.

 

So, if you’re standing where I once stood  curious, uncertain, and a little scared,  take the leap. You might just find yourself exactly where you’re meant to be.

 

 

Blog written by Subha Venkatraman