Anyone who knows me well enough, would have heard that for me photography began as an obsession with the sky, the ever-changing beauty of it, its shapes and colours. There are some things out there that have the capacity to touch your soul, to overwhelm you, and move you to tears beyond reason. And the sky has been one of those for me.
I am lost for words. Is this relief I’m feeling? Satisfaction? Pride? All of the above with a pinch of anxiety. It was two years ago around this time in late spring / early summer when I decided to move to Ireland and continue my studies towards a degree in journalism. Today I received my final results. I will be graduating with a 1st Class Honours BA degree in Journalism and Visual Media.
It has been an extremely stressful year riddled with sleepless nights, sickness, and malnutrition. I felt like giving up and abandoning my responsibilities more times than I’d like to admit. I am not as smart or strong as I often pretend to be. Everything I’ve achieved so far required a lot of effort, sacrifices and risks included, yet I have no regrets. There’s still so much I want to do, so many places and people I wish to reach. I believe that everything I do is for my own sake and this belief keeps me going.
Major thanks to all who have reached out to me and offered their support during this academic journey of mine. To my good friends both in Ireland and far-far away – you are the finest humans I’ve ever met, thank you from the bottom of my heart.