During the endless hours that the Boston University Jalwa team spends in practice a semester, there is always something else that its members “should” be doing — lab reports, problem sets, job...
I got the idea to write this weekly column for The Daily Free Press during a pensive moment in the shower last semester. I had just landed a full-time co-op position with The Boston Globe as a metro correspondent,...
Bianca Pavia sold hundreds of boxes of Girl Scout Cookies for her troop when she was in elementary school. Some from her hometown may have even called her the best.
“I was number one a few years in...
A guy named Brandon Weiss lived down the hall from me freshman year. I knew him as the guy on the diving team who was in my COM 101 class and always had a hum of bass coming from his room. Two years...
Ever since the election of India’s Prime Minister, Narendra Modi, in May, I’ve seen the country pop up a lot in headlines. There’s been a lot of talk over how Modi has been transforming the country...
When I was a baby, my family had a cat named Bosie who I would poke and jab until he swatted me away or nipped at me until I cried.
When I grew older, I had a fish named Frederick who I didn’t feed...
There’s not much I could say about the current Ebola outbreak that hasn't already been articulated yet. There’s already the voice of the hypochondriacs who think every sneeze in a public space is...
When I asked a Boston University student from the Islamic Society of BU how he feels about ISIS, the Islamic State of Iraq and the Levant, committing barbaric actions in the name of the Islamic faith,...
To me, “Swing Time” is one of those places in Boston that makes me forget I’m in a bustling city.
To the Massachusetts Convention Center Authority, “Swing Time,” a project opened in the beginning...
Talk to anyone who is still bitter about their middle school days (me), and they will most likely scoff at the idea of Abercrombie & Fitch. Not just for its pompous image, but also because of the painful...
It took me about seven years to realize that I was pretty awful at Indian dancing, and anything involving a sense of coordination, for that matter. In the eight years that have passed since I last graced...
When people passed by the new Nelson Mandela mural on the corner of Clifford and Warren streets in Roxbury and realized it was “Kwest” and “Deme5” who painted it, the two local artists suddenly...
