You Only Limit Your Mind

will never forget when for the first time some one criticize my eriting skills. It devastated me to the point that it almost destroyed me and my passion for writing.

During my admission test for kerela law school, our external professor told us we needed to meet with her one-on-one to discuss our research memo. It was supposed to give the feel of an associate meeting with the partner at a law firm in a one-on-one session to discuss the parameters of their legal position in a case. I opened the envelope and my 5-page memo and was waiting for my turn to come.

I clearly remember that. The professor called my roll number and i walked in to her cabin. I handed over my memo to her. I was very nervous with

my answers. I also clearly remember her words, what she said to me after she checked my memo.

“Your memo missed the ball completely. I am saying this very candidly because I believe it’s important to be honest. I don’t think law school is for you. Your legal writing is poor. You don’t really think or write like a lawyer. You know, it’s not too late to leave the school and get part of your tuition back.”

I was 17 years old and full of so many hopes and dreams . In that one moment, everything crumbled around me. I locked myself in my bedroom of my apartment for hours and drowned myself in a pool of tear.

I feltlike my heart is shattered into millon peices. It nerver happened with me before, i never thought that somebody will tell what Ishould become and what I should not. That conversation destroyed me for awhile. It crushed my ego, hurt my feelings beyond resolve, and it haunted me. I felt worthless. I beat myself up for weeks and rehashed her words to me over and over again.

I decided to drop that year,but my parent didn't allow me for that but I went against them and waited for next admission test. In that year I took private classes for my legal writing skills.

The next year I again went for the admission test. And again the time of one-on-one dicussion arrived. This time I was very tensed but i was confident about my memo. This time it was professor Shukla in cabin. She called my name. I went inside and introduced myself. I submitted my memo to her,she checked my memo and told to wait outside they will hang a list of our scores shortly.

At sharp 4pm they put up the list. It turned out for me that I earned the second highest score in my legal writing and an invitation to join the law school’s moot court team. But, what I learned from the two different years is that the delivery of a message can impact us greatly. It can make us or possibly break us, if we allow it.

You see, we put limits on ourselves through our thoughts, and then we limit the actions we take. We underestimate ourselves and the thought that we can acheive much greater dreams than we think we are capable of. Had I listened to my first legal writing professor, I would have succumbed to my own personal defeat and quit law school

If someone tries to show you your limits then shut them up and tell then only you have the right to decide what you want to do with your future no one else can. you have the power to dream big and acheive what ever you want some random people cannot limit your mind.