Research narratives from the F-level
Tales of joy from research. Continue reading Research narratives from the F-level
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Livet och tiderna av Viktor Thor Raghavensson
Although everything is attributed to molecules, there is a bizarre feeling that the cells have a mind on their own… Continue reading Livet och tiderna av Viktor Thor Raghavensson
Whither age…
A strong interest in teaching catapulted him to a teaching career in the UK, from a brief postdoctoral stint, in 2006. He primarily taught chemistry to high school students at a boarding school with low pupil numbers where teachers have the opportunity to know better the students’ learning requirements. Few of his students went ahead to study medicine, bio-sciences and engineering. After eight years of teaching 15-18 year … Continue reading Whither age…
hoje é um dia especial
Whereas it is spring in Europe –the forerunner of yeast research,
Elsewhere in the southern hemisphere, in the meadow town of Campinas… Continue reading hoje é um dia especial
Carnet de voyage-Piracicaba
Many results of significance have been made in the four walls
Of the laboratory. Continue reading Carnet de voyage-Piracicaba
Mite busting in the land of meadows
They are coming.
The little mite guarding the drawers at LEMeB
rushed inside to convey this bitter news with
much remorse to the seniors who have been
laying eggs meticulously, day and night in
the narrow labyrinths where there are old-fashioned
HPLC syringes and stainless steel
filters and many other items that many
not know what they are for, are stored.
Of rejections, melancholies and aspirations…
Countless number of project proposals across the globe
are not approved by funding agencies, including
many PhD students, postdocs and research faculties.
Continue reading “Of rejections, melancholies and aspirations…”
A tribute to a battery tower
A year and a half in Campinas,
And much energy have I consumed,
With many triple As and double As
As you see in this not-so-magnificent battery tower. Continue reading “A tribute to a battery tower”
Um dia para lembrar
The second of March
dois mil e e dezesseis
was a day to remember,
for many a few. Continue reading Um dia para lembrar
Closing ones borders and other such things…
[How does the yeast know.
When and where to close its boundary.
I shall always wonder.
Often nature is attributed
To a random process.
Yet, it functions.
As though it has a heart
Of its own.] Continue reading “Closing ones borders and other such things…”
Perpetual Motion of Thought 