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The bigger mistakes I make stem from the smallest of things: not cleaning my room, not checking my email, or not putting my keys and wallet in the same place every day.
Learning Indian history revealed where I belong in the world. And my own search has given me something special: a fragment of my traditional culture.
There was a time that I too sported the Adidas slide in any and all informal settings.
The middle ground between a truth and a lie is still false; just because particular compromises may bring about beneficial outcomes does not suggest in the slightest that moderation is necessarily correct.
I want more ludicrous successes, more feeling like I’m doing it right, more blissful days away from it all, more nights with my friends laughing over ridiculous wins.
I'm sure the past couple weeks have felt exciting, exhausting, and overwhelming. As you'll discover, those feelings won't be going away any time soon.
It takes time to grow into a life at Duke.
Athletics’ business agreement with Chick-fil-A is in conflict with Duke’s present commitment to continue support for the queer community.
Because it is so easy to alienate others by being overly self-righteous, confrontation can come off as obnoxious and detract from the cause. The goal should be to persuade and enlighten, not assert moral superiority.
If you had asked me one week ago if I was excited about coming back to Duke, I would have told you I still didn’t plan on coming back—I was clinging to fantasies of job acceptances like they were winning lottery tickets.
The memory of my concentration feat now makes me curious about attention spans—how potent mine was as a child, how it’s since frayed, and how I can work on building it back up.
Duke, you need to do more.
With this rebranding and clarification, we see an opportunity not only to continue our mission of enriching dialogue and holding our campus accountable, but also to expand the breadth of perspectives and issues included within The Chronicle’s pages.
As you’re going through it, each moment feels all-consumingly important, unbearably significant. Some of those moments actually are. But in hindsight, at least to me, they all add up to a beautiful blur of lessons.