Advikaa Anand is a Trinity sophomore and an opinion managing editor of The Chronicle's 119th volume.
We fear ever diving into the dreaded phase that lies on the other side of childhood: adulthood.
Like human nature, history is not black and white. Each player is complex, saddled with nuances worthy of both condemnation and redemption.
I’ve always been disturbed by how casually people will say “I love you.”
As I delve deeper and deeper into adulthood, it seems to me that our self-identities and perceptions are increasingly contingent on our relationships with others.
Mandating service work as a graduation requirement would help diffuse the concentrated tensions around career building and professionalism to a useful cause, skillfully deploying Duke students’ talents in arenas where they can do good.
I don’t know why I have cared more about my physical appearance since coming here, but I do reckon it's something to do with the overall preppy, classy appearance of the Duke student body.
Ultimately, forgiving someone is not about them; instead, it’s about us — it’s about our choice to rise above the pain that they have caused us, but only when we are ready, if we are ever ready.
Their overarching message is clear: Women can either be the feminine good or the masculine evil.
Our inherent value is not contingent on some sense of human “capital.”
We no longer find fault in a general crudity towards the words we speak and discount the value of politeness.
