Last year around this time, I was exactly where many of you are right now. Gave CLAT my best shot… didn’t work out. I even commented on this post, ‘is saal to hua ni selection, ab agle saal aaunga 🤡’ half joking, but honestly, it stung.
And today… I’m in NLSIU
I’m sharing this because I know how it feels, the late nights, the doubts, the random breakdowns, watching everyone else move on while you’re stuck prepping for another year. It sucks.
But here’s the thing. one bad result doesn’t decide your story. If I can go from that comment to NLSIU in one year, so can you. Keep grinding, your full circle moment will come too ❤️
i gave my clat with nlsiu feeling like a dream too far to touch. it still feels unreal that i now walk the same halls i once only read about. this place once felt out of reach… and now, it’s home.
i was just 11 when i left barmer and came to jodhpur. they put me in a hostel with no phone, no calls, no connection. i ran away from that place in 5 days but even in those few days, i learnt how lonely a place can feel… and how much your people matter.
after that, my father rented a house for me and my siblings. that’s when jodhpur slowly started to feel like home. not because of the place, but because i had them. my brother and sister. they didn’t just live with me, they raised me. protected me. stood by me through everything.
we weren’t just living together, we were growing up together. and that meant everything.
then came friends. not perfect ones, but real ones. the kind who made school feel less like school. benches made for two? we fit five. scooties made for two? we rode three or four. we bunked classes for chai, got caught doing stupid stuff, almost got suspended a bunch of times 🥲 but we were just being us. and those memories stuck.
then came the drop year. life got quieter, heavier. but even then, lawprep happened. i joined to study, but ended up finding people who just… got me. didn’t go looking for them, but they became mine.
now i’m 19. and i’m leaving. leaving mandore. leaving jodhpur. leaving the people who’ve been my whole world.
and i know this might sound like i’m exaggerating, but it really, really hurts. because my actual home is in barmer, and now i’ll be living in bangalore. and jodhpur… it’ll just be somewhere in between.
i don’t know what comes next. but i know i’m not leaving anything behind. i’m carrying all of it with me.
Vinod Charan
Today’s the big day!
Take a deep breath, stay calm, and trust all the hard work you’ve put in.
Remember: don’t stress, don’t overthink, just do your best. Every bit of preparation counts! ✨
Rooting for each one of you, you’ve got this! 🫶
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Vinod Charan
To all my dropper folks out there,
Last year around this time, I was exactly where many of you are right now. Gave CLAT my best shot… didn’t work out. I even commented on this post, ‘is saal to hua ni selection, ab agle saal aaunga 🤡’ half joking, but honestly, it stung.
And today… I’m in NLSIU
I’m sharing this because I know how it feels, the late nights, the doubts, the random breakdowns, watching everyone else move on while you’re stuck prepping for another year. It sucks.
But here’s the thing. one bad result doesn’t decide your story. If I can go from that comment to NLSIU in one year, so can you. Keep grinding, your full circle moment will come too ❤️
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Vinod Charan
A day spent well !! 🦚
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Vinod Charan
i gave my clat with nlsiu feeling like a dream too far to touch. it still feels unreal that i now walk the same halls i once only read about. this place once felt out of reach… and now, it’s home.
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Vinod Charan
i was just 11 when i left barmer and came to jodhpur. they put me in a hostel with no phone, no calls, no connection. i ran away from that place in 5 days but even in those few days, i learnt how lonely a place can feel… and how much your people matter.
after that, my father rented a house for me and my siblings. that’s when jodhpur slowly started to feel like home. not because of the place, but because i had them. my brother and sister. they didn’t just live with me, they raised me. protected me. stood by me through everything.
we weren’t just living together, we were growing up together. and that meant everything.
then came friends. not perfect ones, but real ones. the kind who made school feel less like school. benches made for two? we fit five. scooties made for two? we rode three or four. we bunked classes for chai, got caught doing stupid stuff, almost got suspended a bunch of times 🥲 but we were just being us. and those memories stuck.
then came the drop year. life got quieter, heavier. but even then, lawprep happened. i joined to study, but ended up finding people who just… got me. didn’t go looking for them, but they became mine.
now i’m 19. and i’m leaving. leaving mandore. leaving jodhpur. leaving the people who’ve been my whole world.
and i know this might sound like i’m exaggerating, but it really, really hurts. because my actual home is in barmer,
and now i’ll be living in bangalore. and jodhpur…
it’ll just be somewhere in between.
i don’t know what comes next.
but i know i’m not leaving anything behind. i’m carrying all of it with me.
goodbye, jodhpur. you’ll always be home 🫶
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