Keeping my colours
It was the evening of the 26th of June in the United Kingdom. Across the Atlantic, Spain were about to face Uruguay in the group stage of the World Cup. Here in Oxford, my college was hosting its...
View ArticleThe soul of Brick Lane: what it means to be a Bengali Brit
My Bengali roots are undeniably entwined with the earth of London’s ‘East End’. The historical melting pot of this little industrial part of London paved my way to Oxford. How? A generation of people...
View ArticleTradition and modernity, black-tied
Three years at the University of Oxford teaches all of us what it means to be haunted. We go home for the summer vacation speaking about Michaelmas reading lists, memories of Mayday at 6am, the Glink,...
View ArticleKirkification: How One Man’s Sacrifice Set the Stage for a Year of A.I....
Looking back over the past year, one thing has become evident: We are ALL Charlie Kirk. I don’t mean this as a joke, nor as simply a nod to a great New Years’ Celebration featuring A.I....
View ArticleFormal, and rightly so
Sacrilege – is what the Oxford students, of a mere two decades ago, would have cried upon reading the recent article about formals. Is nothing sacred? – the conversation would have likely followed....
View ArticleUnfortunately, We Will Not Be Progressing Your Application
Dear Hiring Manager, And there goes another one of my vacs spent messaging randoms in the hope of landing a job. I have, at this point, become rather familiar with the language of rejection....
View ArticleJust take care of your seeds
Take the number 35 bus from the Radcliffe Camera, sit for six stops while watching sunlight spill through the windows, then walk for a few minutes more, and you will find a small sign bearing the...
View ArticleDo formals need to be, well, formal?
I close my laptop, don my suit, do up my tie, grab my gown out of the wardrobe. I soon come to my senses, however, consign this to my imagination, and instead settle for jeans and a jumper – maybe a...
View ArticleWhat we leave behind
I don’t like leaving Oxford. This is a bit of a strange thing to say, I realise, especially in exam season when it seems like the perfect time to do exactly that. Surely a ‘break’ is desirable, and I...
View ArticleGelato to fall in love with: Oxford’s Swoon celebrates its 8th birthday
Swoon Gelato is a favourite spot for my friends and I to fulfill our sweet tooth between study sessions. Located on High Street in Oxford, the gelato bar celebrated its 8th birthday last Thursday, and...
View ArticleFrom the JR to Turl Street: in search of the Oxford aesthetic
I was sitting in the JR recently. It was 10pm on a rainy Monday night, and I was about to settle in for a wait in A&E with a friend. Quite quickly, it became a caricature of itself; overcrowded,...
View ArticleExtending the ladder
At the end of the day, what’s the point? These universities are too expensive, too pompous and I wouldn’t fit in there, especially being from the Northeast. That’s without talking about how I’m just...
View ArticleIn debt to greatness
I have never been especially convinced that I conned my way into Oxford. The process is far too draining and bureaucratic for that. Various people had gone over my grades, examined my personal...
View ArticleA bleak picture: reflections on the Canvas outage
It was a warm, sunny day. Birds were chirping outside. Naturally, I decided to log on to Canvas to check my tutorial timings for the next few weeks. As though some psychic link had been established,...
View ArticleLosing and Finding
Ambition is Oxford’s patron deity. She haunts every conversation and every identity crisis. Each personal connection that we make is a divine conduit in her honour, be it for the first-preference...
View Article‘In Defence of Rainy Days’
“Rainy”, “dark”, “cold”. As an Australian in Oxford, I’ve become all too familiar with my compatriots’ views on my temporary home. From tales of torrential showers to rumours of inescapable darkness,...
View ArticleLess trauma-dumping, more trauma-informing
Being a student at Oxford, mental health is often treated as either a joke, a competition, or simply ‘part of the experience’. We make light of academic burnout and normalise suffering until it begins...
View ArticleOxford’s political societies: come for the politics, stay for the people?
Oxford’s political societies – Oxford Labour Club (OLC), Oxford Students Liberal Association (OSLA), and Oxford University Conservative Association (OUCA) – are a unique part of our social scene.On...
View ArticleFrom Hilary to Trinity: apocalyptic millenarianism
The completion of each essay is accompanied by a feeling of weariness. This is regardless of the circumstances in which the work has been churned out; whether completed (as habit often dictates)...
View ArticleScenes from a library
All the world’s a stage, and nowhere is that clearer than in an Oxford library. The stage in question: deathly quiet, sombre, hallowed. Stress permeates the air. The props: laptops and tablets,...
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