As Professor Haritha Saranga called out my name from the podium, on a summer evening in April, and as I stepped up to collect my doctorate, I was overwhelmed at how miraculous that moment seemed. Shining robes, wide smiles, rounds of applause, and bright camera lights. How blood, sweat and tears of the past five years had instantaneously morphed into this precious paper in my hands! How the miracle of technology made it possible for my loved ones to be part of the occasion from thousands of miles away (and…
