They say dreams are not only seen with closed eyes some live within the heart, breathe within the soul, and test you at every step. Pursuing BS Political Science was one such dream that made me grow up before my time. It wasn’t just a degree, it was a path that taught me to recognize myself, to understand the world, and to feel the real meaning of patience, strength, hope, and resilience.
These four years were not just about books, lectures, or grades. They were about fighting with myself, accepting my flaws, and rising again after every setback. There were days when my heart felt broken and my courage nearly faded but the silent prayers of my parents, their unwavering faith, and their unspoken strength held me together. Their trust became the anchor that stopped me from falling apart.
Today marks an unforgettable milestone the day I completed my BS in Political Science. Looking back, I realize this journey was not just about education; it was about learning, understanding, and discovering who I truly am. A journey that reshaped my thoughts, my perspective, and the way I see the world.
When I began this degree, I was simply curious to know how politics works, how decisions are made, and why societies change. Over time, through lectures, debates, and research, I discovered that political science is not just the study of institutions or systems it’s the study of people. It’s the science of dreams, struggles, and hopes that make ordinary people extraordinary.
This degree taught me how to think, how to question, and above all, how to listen. I learned that behind every policy, there’s a person; behind every movement, a story; and behind every voice, a hope for change. From Aristotle and Plato to modern-day politics, I realized that real politics doesn’t live in books it lives in people’s lives.
The journey wasn’t easy. Countless nights were spent writing research papers, preparing for vivas, and dealing with self-doubt. But it was in those hard moments that I found strength. Those challenges taught me patience, courage, and faith. My teachers were the guiding lights on this path their mentorship, kindness, and belief in me shaped the way I think. I will always remain grateful for their presence in my academic journey.
Beyond academics, this degree gave me a new understanding of life itself. I learned that politics is not merely a game of power it’s a discipline of empathy. It’s about justice, equality, and truth. It taught me that real change is brought by those who care deeply, who dare to speak, and who stand by what is right.
Standing at this point today, my heart is full of gratitude for my teachers who guided me, for my friends who encouraged me, and for my parents who believed in me unconditionally. This degree is more than a piece of paper; it’s a reflection of who I’ve become. It taught me that to think is an act of worship, knowledge is power, and justice is the greatest service.
The completion of my BS Political Science is not an end it’s the beginning of a new journey.
It was a dream that once lived in my eyes, a wish that beat within my heart, a path that was both difficult and precious. And today, as that dream has turned into reality, I feel both emotional and deeply thankful.
This is not just a degree it’s the result of countless sleepless nights, tears, sacrifices, and divine grace. There were moments when I wanted to give up, when words hurt, when circumstances tested me, and when my own doubts held me back but every wound made me stronger, every obstacle made me wiser, and every fall taught me how to rise again.
This achievement is not mine alone. It belongs to my parents’ prayers, to my mother’s tears, to my father’s silent supplications, and to my teachers’ dedication and guidance. Whatever I am today, it’s a reflection of their faith, their words, and their unwavering support.
My teachers were more than instructors they were lights in the dark. Their guidance, their discipline, their faith in me, and their words molded me into who I am today. Without them, I might have lost hope but they showed me the light within myself.
This journey has ended beautifully, but its lessons will live with me forever.
The dream that once began with hope now ends with gratitude and begins again, in a new form, in a new way.
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