[00:12.270]In the halls of the academy, dreams convene,[00:15.810]Where academia echoes between routine and serene.[00:19.560]Colleges adapt, campuses bloom,[00:23.700]Disciplines form in knowledge rooms.[00:28.470]Courses chart a student’ s course,[00:30.780]Curriculum structured without force.[00:33.450]Institutes rise to educate and teach,[00:36.750]Lecture halls where knowledge will reach.[00:40.560]Thesis pages turn like tide,[00:43.380]A score determines where we hide.[00:46.440]Grades are marks both sharp and slight,[00:50.100]Theory gives the dark some light.[00:53.550]Educators guide, instructors show,[00:57.120]Professors lecture, knowledge grows.[01:00.060]Tutors help, deans decide,[01:03.330]Faculties share the truth inside.[01:06.600]To be literate is to discern,[01:10.020]In intellectual fields, we learn.[01:13.500]Scholars thrive where questions grow,[01:16.800]Academic minds in steady flow.[01:20.160]Discipline traced in every sum,[01:23.070]From algorithms, answers come.[01:26.850]Add and average, digits align,[01:29.940]Statistics mark the trend and sign.[01:33.660]Formulas guide the laws of thought,[01:36.750]Calculations never bought.[01:39.870]Geometry, physics, numbers play,[01:43.410]Mathematics maps the mental way.[01:46.530]Psychology studies minds unseen,[01:49.860]Sociology shows the space between.[01:53.400]Politics debates, chemistry bonds,[01:56.700]Philosophy asks what truth responds.[01:59.910]Geography draws where nations fall,[02:03.480]Literature paints the silent call.[02:06.570]Biology speaks with beating life,[02:10.050]Physics frames the cosmic strife.[02:14.070]Apply with hopes, admit the dream,[02:17.220]Enroll to join the flowing stream.[02:20.070]Junior, senior, then degree,[02:23.430]Graduation sets the knowledge free.[02:26.460]Undergraduates hold potential bright,[02:29.580]Postgraduates chase the higher height.[02:33.300]To register means to claim your voice,[02:36.510]In learning’ s world, we make a choice.[02:40.170]Bachelors strive with books in hand,[02:43.500]Doctors write what minds demand.[02:46.680]Tuition charged in coin or time,[02:49.800]Yet truth is worth the steepest climb.[02:53.040]From primary school to senior halls,[02:56.580]Education echoes through the walls.[03:00.090]What we learn becomes our frame,[03:03.210]Each subject writes its quiet name.[03:06.330]So we educate, we study deep,[03:09.750]We grade, we test, we sometimes weep.[03:13.230]But through each campus and each page,[03:16.650]We build the wisdom of an age.