Life after graduate school is like being at a crossroads. You are happy that you got that coveted title, "Dr.", in front of your name. Now you have the license to demonstrate your independent thinking without having your supervisor breathing down your neck.Or so I thought!Nowadays, I realize that a postdoc is at the lowest position in the pecking order of people with "Dr." in front of their names. You are treated like an incompetent laboratory rat, rushing around in order to obtain desirable dat

Courtesy of Khairul-Bariah Abdul-Majid I stood beside my poster during the Scandinavian Society for Immunology meeting in Göteborg, Sweden in 1995, waiting for questions from the crowd. A few people showed great interest while others found it an utter piece of nonsense. It was my very first poster and I was very excited, even nervous. I was all set to defend or to discuss my masterpiece in case any one would pose a question directly. As the clock ticked away, I was becoming dumbfounded.