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It’s been a whole year since I had the experience of a lifetime in my first year and one that defined what my year was. Absorbing that fact, today, took me a lot of time. But you don’t need to hear about that.

Tomorrow, my first set of University juniors write their last exam in their first year. All these time things make me extremely nostalgic. I didn’t give my first-year end-semester exams & opted to head home after my moot, but, it’s crazy to think that you’re done with first-year, isn’t it?

I remember being super pumped that I was done with 1/5th of this journey that Law school is. Over the course of my summer break, through multiple conversations, I figured out that first-year really exceeded most of my expectations. I was very hopeful of continuing/ensuring the longevity of that sentiment, and I still am, today. If it didn’t for you, do not fret. You still have four years left. Something here, within these grey walls will captivate your imagination unlike anything else ever has before – and you’ll be better off for it.

I’ve also come to realise that I take myself very seriously on this blog. I am not as serious in real life. Kindly do not judge me by my preaching/words of wisdom I seem to promote. Also please remember none of what I say here is legal advice. I’ll charge you for that someday.

In other news, I have my final second-year examination in two days. And then I turn nineteen years old! This week should be supremely fun.

I’m very eager for summer. There’s so much to learn and do outside of Gujarat, but only 47 days in which to accomplish those things.

Maybe I’ll even take a nap. Who knows?

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