I think it's been another half a year since I last updated. I hope my silence hasn't been haunting. It's good that no one comes here at all. I actually feel insulated in this little soundproof iridescence bubble of mine. A place to step away and think and yet be very much a part of my surroundings as well.

I met someone yesterday, who made me realised how much I've put off chasing my interests, just because the alternative seems more practical. Don't get me wrong. I love the law. I couldn't be more grateful for this wonderful opportunity to learn it. It has been an amazing journey so far. Somehow though, I feel the law cannot survive alone. I took this double degree and accepted my place here precisely because of my love for human rights, politics and international relations. Over the years, while my feelings for these haven't changed (on the contrary, I love the subject even more after being forced to do other electives), my attitude towards them have. They became relegated to the background and the study of law loomed larger and larger in front of them.

In a sense, the law is demanding and needy. But I think my preoccupation with it at the expense of my passion is disturbing. Working in a law firm seems to everyone's aim, not so much to put food on the table (it's a given seeing as to how indecently lawyers are paid), but the glamour, the prestige, the excitement, the elitism that comes with it. For those on the outside, it's an exciting job and in all my internships, it continued to hold that attraction to me. It's so easy to be sucked into our own cocooned, elite world of tailored suits, stilettos, tight schedules, court appearances and expensive lunches. But for its worth, we're so ignorant of the things that really make the world go round. The politics, so intricately tied to the economy, the nation states, affecting multi-national corporations, the poverty, of those exploited by those running the show, the environment, traded in for mere figures at the end of every fiscal year. Sadly, the things that really matter, matter the least to those who benefit from it.

Maybe its time to re-think my options, step away from the cocooned elite world not to look at it from the outside, but to look outside. And maybe, start living again.