A Journey Through CLAT, by Saumya Jaju


This article has been submitted by Saumya Jaju for the CLATGyan Blog Post Writing Competition. If you think this article is a good read, ‘Like’ this article on Facebook (the button is at the bottom of this piece) or post a comment using the ‘comments’ section below.


Through the curtains of my dim room, rays of sunlight converge on my study table. The same one where I’ve pored over study material and then fallen asleep atop it. As I’m waiting impatiently for the results, I can’t help but look back on the different ways in which the past year was a Journey Through CLAT. Thus when CLATGyan came up with a blog post competition, I was gleeful. With a need to pen down my thoughts and translate experiences into sentences and thus capture it all, here I am, trying to trace it back in this post.

I first stumbled upon the existence of CLAT back when I was in ninth grade. But it wasn’t until the end of my eleventh grade, when it was high time for me to decide what I wanted to do post-12th, that I gave another thought to it. But, when I did, I became obsessed. If you’ve noticed, we Indians, as a people have a great obsession with engineering and medicine and CA, and my family is no exception to this. When I first sprung upon them my wish to appear for a law entrance (read:NOTA), they were unpleasantly shocked, to say the least. They even tried to convince me otherwise, but there’s really nothing about Accounting or Science that could feel remotely interesting to me, once I’d begun daydreaming of fighting cases in a court of law, Alan Shore style.

But I was able to wear them down with my persistence, and after a lot of discussion, they came around. I got myself enrolled at Law School Tutorials, and soon found myself armed with a bunch of modules and pratice sheets and mock tests. The first half of my preparatory year was spent in a frantic attempt to try and juggle college, classes, tuitions and well, sleep. It was only about six months before CLAT that I began to understand what this examination was, and what efforts it sought. The next half of my preparatory year was spent in trying to put in the requisite efforts and trying to juggle Boards, classes and sleep. I mention no social life owing to its non-existence.

Different things keep us going, even when we think it’s futile. For me, as I’m sure it was for you too, it was the romanticised fantasy of law school that kept me going and it still does. I want to go to a law school more than I want to be a lawyer, if you can make the distinction. Daydreaming about law school was sustenance during this past year.

And, my, what a journey this year was!

Six-hour classes every Sunday, including a mock.

Hour long discussions about every mock.

Arguing over the various kinds of logic and reasoning until left feeling parched.

Dreading and hating GK for the monstrosity that it was.

Trying to understand how numbers work.

Every single confusion-laden, guiltily-procrastinated, temporarily-motivated and panic-stricken moment of it that I shall surely look back upon fondly, in the coming years. I almost miss it now. Already. All of it.

Somewhere along all of this, I made friends with a few people at LST that have now become so close to me, that we call each other ‘co-test takers’, not ‘competitors’. There’s a fine line between the two.

Somewhere along all of this, I received insurmountable support from my family and friends, that was so vital in these months.

Somewhere along all of this, CLAT became more than just an examination to me, for I have learned so much while studying for it – from the books and from the people that I studied with.

Before CLAT, I hadn’t quite processed the concept of tolerance and acceptance. I hadn’t realised how accepting and tolerant of someone else’s opinion and more importantly, their right to it, I needed to be. Just kidding: if u typ lyk dis, keep your mouth shut around me because I can hear you misspelling the words when you talk.

I know not what my result will be, or whether I have performed well enough to make it to my dream school. But, I do know that despite whatever happens on the 31st, I will never not be glad I chose to appear for this particular examination. Because the journey has just begun.


Saumya Jaju is a seventeen year old law school aspirant from Mumbai. Conversing, narrating stories, cracking inappropriate jokes and being sarcastic are some of the things she does best. A self-proclaimed Grammar Nazi, she uses big words to boost her self-esteem. She is often found on the swings in her garden, fangirling over Benedict Cumberbatch’s perfection or getting attached to fictional characters.


  1. Your description works perfectly for me too.

    Except its Emma Watson’s perfection that gets to me and not Benedict Cumberbatch’s. 😛

    From one self proclaimed Grammar Nazi to another, live long and prosper.

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