Tshewang's Journal

Like fruits, shaken free by an impatient tree, From the veil of its seed a growth of shrubs; And ye be shrub; and thou flower, Thou comest, the soothing flame, in gentle breeze Of whirling in frantic dance  Amidst the the wind-lashed cloud and infuriate shower, Whilst trampled by thy turbulence doth Scattered all thy fate in an eddying agony to death. Yet in the tempest of mood, Doth i write this trying to be Keats But ye know how thy Keats ain’t And ye Knowth the Best.  Of yore in a sour wait of moment; No lobby for playing ye charm, For doth I not your prince charming; Wait; and let live the life; for it unwraps The hope of ye, fulfill.

Are you a freshly passed class XII Student? Or are you a teacher or parent to the fore mentioned category. If So, I would like to share you about What APEMS is, it's benefit, advantages of holding onto one, which place is better for you, Bangladesh or Sri Lanka?, Does it discourage students from lower socio-economic background to take such a chances?.. Well you are going to see it!!  APEMS stands for Assistance for Privately Enrolled Medical Students. By it acronym , and its name it is defined somehow to be looking like just assistance by which in that matter you are actually paying for your own course. This is completely wrong idea. In proportion to other international scholarship awards; APEMS sanction actually is a very generous scholarship offered very diplomatically, or rather I would say only those students who are well aware of it are delighted to take the chances. Those coming from poorer background are discouraged definitely just by the acronym and its name. I w...

In the early doze of beautiful spring You were tilling the soil; for the growth of another season Waited for your return, And you did come Packed my lunch for the school so dearly And before I leave you for school A promise that I repeat everyday To be a man you wanted me to be Repeat I and echoes my inner self As I listen to the songs unheard My dreams fade away; but to hope I clung on Hoping that someday I would become a man you wanted me to be. Yet I think I am failing you! As intend to sleep; the journey begins; Of a way long needed to be walked on By the gliding waves of imaginations Of a destinations unknown, And yet as you hated life and walked the realm away Have you ever wanted me to be more than a good human being ?