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
