This past week in Norway for Kavli Prize Week felt like a lucid dream—a transformative experience of cultural discovery, scientific camaraderie, and moments of deep personal reflection. From arriving in Oslo and being whisked away to the historic Grand Hotel, to the awe-inspiring award ceremony, to spontaneous chats with people who’ve shaped entire fields, every day was filled with incredible encounters and unforgettable events.
A highlight for me was giving a talk to high school students together with Astrophysics Laureate David Charbonneau and Nanoscience Laureate Bob Langer. We shared our unconventional paths in science and as well as some life lessons (Bob’s first job was in the Nutrition Science Department at MIT because the field he wanted to work in, at the interface between chemical engineering and medicine, didn’t yet exist; David only had the courage to study physics after encouragement from his mother who could see how enthralled he was by Stephen Hawking’s Brief History of Time, and was told by the first professor he worked for that he lacked what it takes to be a scientist). I told about how I went from playing with Barbie dolls to falling in love with science after reading Feynman Volume 1. I also shared the nuggets of wisdom that I always return to, which are essentially all variations on one theme: Follow your own inner vision.
The award ceremony itself was an event of pure, unalloyed joy, marked by heartfelt tributes to our work, amazing musical performances by children, and a deep sense of camaraderie among the laureates (we were like kindergartners during the rehearsal for the ceremony, memorizing which hand to use to shake the King’s hand). I felt elated after the ceremony and wanted to ditch my heels and run through the streets of Oslo, as it hit me: This was bigger than any of us. It wasn’t about the awards. It was about collectively, unabashedly celebrating the indomitable human spirit that seeks to understand the universe.
Despite the joy of the celebrations, there were also moments of pain and reflection on past dreams and choices.
The week set a new personal record for me in surviving on minimal sleep: I think I got ~6 hours total across the whole week. Due to some combination of lack of sleep and emotion, I completely forgot what I was going say in the first slide of my lecture.
The moment that perhaps meant the most to me: Walking down the grand staircase to the banquet, arm-in-arm with my father. All the other laureates descended with their partners. But it was my father who walked beside me, wearing a tux for the first time in his life—a figure who has been there since my first steps, my earliest dreams, and every critical moment of my journey. He was my first mentor in science, the person who showed me how the problem of vision is mathematically beautiful and profound, plotted with me to gain admission to Caltech, instilled in me the confidence to believe I could be a worthwhile scientist, and continues to inspire me with his example of unrelenting curiosity and hard work. Walking down the stairs next to him was ecstatically right.
As I return back to real life, I feel an overwhelming gratitude to Fred Kavli, the Kavli Foundation, and the beautiful country of Norway, and rededicated to this vast, beautiful endeavor to understand the world beneath the surface.