Few moments stand out so intently in a person’s mind that every memory of them fills the person with profound understanding. I stepped off a turbulent flight after five hours in the cramped space and felt a sigh of relief. I was hit with bone piercing temperatures and a sense of urgency, one that covered the city, yet I was engulfed by a sense of familiarity and warmth. I hopped into a taxi and made my way into New...

    I stumbled onto the Barnard College campus in the least graceful way imaginable. I was consumed by nerves until the sounds of taxis and the patter of footsteps began to comfort me. I comprehended my surroundings and was hit with the realization that this community was the embodiment of intellectual diversity, permeated with different opinions. For the entirety of my life, I had looked for a place where women are not only accepted as leaders in their fields but also...

   I remember looking back on the night I first watched the news and thinking about the courage one must possess to be a journalist. At that moment it hit me: I want to spend the rest of my life talking about politics and taking part in the same invaluable discourse. Through nightly news sessions, in awe of the bravery she possesses, one woman stood out: Christiane Amanpour, CNN’s chief international correspondent. Amanpour was on the field, interviewed heads of...

The alarm rang–almost screeched–in a seemingly endless fashion, a constant reminder that today was the day. For the past two months I had been working on a presidential campaign by attending rallies, phone banking, leading volunteers, and in the process completely fell in love. I rose out of bed and with shaking hands managed to create an illusion of composure, at the time I did not believe I was ready to go canvassing, I would be putting myself...