Looking Back, Looking Forward

“Nostalgia is an unreliable prism.  The lived life is rarely the replica of the remembered life.  But in my memory, those four years at UQ were halcyon days” (Varghese). In recent ‘interesting times’—as many coyly refer to the varying impacts of the current pandemic—I hear concerns about the impact on tertiary students. And suddenly it[…]

A Pandemic From The Sidelines: An Introvert’s Honest Opinion

In the words of my psychologist: we are living through history, Morgan. History. And I think she was expecting me to be closer to a breaking point when she asked me, ‘How’re you going with everything? It’s a very strange time to live through.’ I didn’t have much to say. Like most introverts, making memes[…]

Enjoy the Journey—It Takes You Where You Least Expect

When I walk to my classes at The University of Queensland (UQ), I can’t help but touch the rough texture and marvel at the beautiful pinks, lavenders and creams of the Helidon sandstone. It propels me back in time to when I was a child, obsessed with volcanoes and rocks—thanks to Leonard Nimoy, who starred[…]

Graduation Ceremonies: A Former Dean Remembers

For me the best part of being a Dean was dealing with individual students and their problems. It was not always easy. One student, a clergyman, whom I had refused to grant a special examination, told me I was crucifying him, which I thought was rather big-noting himself. Another, after graduating, developed pangs of conscience[…]

UQ, my saviour !

My mind had been ticking… beeping like a time bomb, and then it exploded, giving me a panic attack and I collapsed with a nervous breakdown. This was after a traumatic incident at my workplace, where I was being constantly bullied by a colleague, who happened to be my manager’s best friend. She loved to[…]

A Lab Coat Was My Dream

It was four o’clock on a Thursday afternoon, I found myself wandering at UQ. I forgot my practical class was cancelled and with it my afternoon tasks. So, I decided to wait for my boyfriend until six but I was not sure what to do so I decided to take a short walk before going[…]

A Physicist and Businesswoman Meet at the Rubbish Bin

Winter, July 25th. I was strolling on campus grounds shortly after being contained in a temporary economic universe bubble that I have created on my own. Being a stranger in a foreign land, trying to fathom things around you, to capture moments around you, to breathe things around you – has been in contrast a momentary[…]