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Chapter 2
"Ugh! A law degree? Overrated." Scoffed my sister when she realized today was my first day of law school. "Our dad owns half of the hotels in this state. Can't you just stay at home and enjoy being rich like I do? You graduated a year early anyhow. Take it off and enjoy life!"
"It's not something you'll understand," I replied, grabbing my wallet and rushing out the door.
"Okay, okay Virat. Go enjoy! Have a good first day!" she yelled, barely looking up from her Vogue magazine- it was Monday, her online shopping day.
Thank god I got out of there. Between the skype call from my dad from Japan, my mom's morning gossip session with Sheila aunty, and my sister's complaining, I was on the brink of losing my mind. It's a wonder how they don't understand that I want to go back to college and get another degree. I didn't expect them to understand that I wanted to find myself- I doubt any of them are capable of thinking about anything deep. But what else was I to do? At least this way, I was following a dream of mine. I traveled as much as I could, had amazing friends, and the world at my fingertips. But I really just want to find myself, my passion, my reason for waking up in the morning. And maybe getting a law degree and helping someone fight for their rights was the way to do that. Who knows? For now, it's an excuse to be away from the house. And since I graduated early, all of my friends are still in college.
People said I had no idea of what I was getting myself into. But law school was the dream, and really, I had nothing to lose pursuing it. I was about 17 years old when I decided I wanted to be a lawyer. It was right after I went to a small village in India and saw all of the injustices faced by women, children, the poor. And I knew something had to be done to fix it. My parents and sister suggested I donate money, which we did. But money was not the cure to all of the problems in the world. Who knew that better than me? They needed someone to fight for their rights. Money wouldn't change the burns that a new bride faces when her in laws commit crimes against her, nor would it change a poor child's situation whose father spends every penny on alcohol. Granted, those situations were not as common as I expected, but they still existed. And I wanted to do something to change the social structure, the injustices. And that was deeper than just giving them thousands of dollars. As the saying goes, give a man a fish, feed him for a day, but teach a man to fish, feed him for a lifetime.
Our main campus was huge, somewhere around 800 acres worth of buildings and landscapes. The law school was a short distance from the main campus. It was of course a crummy building, almost breaking apart from both the outside and inside. The school was a public university, which put most of its funds into the athletics department. True that money cannot fix much, but money definitely was the cure to the problems of the law school building. As I approached it, I could almost smell the mold. Ugh. Maybe it would have been better to be inside of my house at this point. I was ready for it though. As crummy as the building was, the people there were amazing. The professors were world renown, and the students, intelligent beyond measure. I could already imagine how awesome it is going to feel to be challenged, intimidated, confused. And I could not wait. I wanted so bad for law school to take over. To drown out all of the other nonsense.
I met up with Aarav, my friend from college, who actually happened to be a first year law student with me this year. I was so glad he was there. He was one of the few I could be myself around.
"Hey buddy! You ready?"
"been ready," I replied.
He caught the gleam of happiness in my eye. "It's so good to see you smiling again. The last time I saw you smile was when we went""
"Snowboarding " I replied, smiling remembering the event- I broke my leg when I jumped off a huge mountain and ended up in the hospital for a week.
Taking a deep breath, we both walked inside of the building. It was going to be an adventurous day. I just knew something big was going to happen.
Edited by minishap - 10 years ago