When I transferred to Texas A&M from Corpus Christi, I felt lost. I was not sure where I fit or what path I was supposed to follow. It took time and a lot of trust, but eventually I found what I was...

Some people spend their entire life searching for a seat at a table they never belonged at. A table I thought I didn’t belong at offered me an office instead. (Please read this while listening to “Party...

If you're an editor reading this and thinking, “Who the hell is Ishika Samant?” it’s probably because I haven’t worked at The Battalion in about a year. Saying that out loud feels strange, especially...

When I was in the fourth grade, I joined my elementary school’s LEGO robotics team. All the other kids were, of course, eager to play with LEGOs and naturally shoved each other aside to be the ones building...

I have been trying to find the words to write this for some time now. See, that’s the tricky thing about words: They often fall so short. So, while I think, I am going to tell a story.  I joined...

Have you ever stopped, looked around and asked yourself, “How did I get here?” Earlier this month, I got a LinkedIn notification congratulating me on three years with The Battalion. Three years...

Graduation should — theoretically — be a time of excitement, of starting down a new path. You’ve spent four years honing your craft, so you should have an idea of what your future will look like...

I would like to start off by thanking the two most important people in my life: God and lesbians. And yes, these seem to be total opposites to most people, but then again, I’ve lived my life as an enormous...

My love for journalism started when I was 8 years old.  I tried to read my grandfather Baqa Uddin’s articles. He was a well-known journalist in Karachi, Pakistan, and while he passed away before...

“Why not?” I didn’t place much stock into my decision to apply to The Battalion shortly into my freshman year in Sept. 2021. I had written for my high school’s student newspaper for four...

I never thought I’d see my name in the on-campus newspaper. Since I was a little one, my nana raised me around the news. Being at her house every day after school meant I would be watching Austin’s...