When everything goes wrong
It's that bad day. I protested against occupying a professional institute. No, I am not the core part of it, I am just a volunteer. But I have seen how hard the entire team worked to get the Washington Accord membership. After the student-driven revolution, all the activities stopped, and a group took over. I think changes are essential and always bring new perspectives, but capturing by force is the part I did not like.
When all were congratulating the newly appointed ones, I asked the question of whether the new board was selected through a fair process or not. And yes, I was tagged and humiliated in a public forum (yes, I asked the question in that public forum!). Its on me, I started this ugly discussion. But my problem is, I keep making noise.
During this interim governance, I was asked several times to keep quiet. I know I should listen to it and then I can live a peaceful life. But I again engage in protests, comments and put myself in a visible spotlight that I never wanted!
The best part? When I was feeling the lowest, received a portrait(ish) from my student. If she knew how I was feeling inside, it would be a portrait of a dragon …. but can be happy with this cute woman for now!
