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Money Matters and Success Factors


Preliminary Exam is the gateway to the most sought after career in the Civil Service in the country. And that's why many graduates are trying all that they can do to crack this examination. That way they come a step closer to realizing that dream. 

Sadly, some graduates, however good they are, cannot pass this first hurdle. And consequently they cannot write the main exam. But I think we cannot judge an individual by just giving him/her to write one examination. And of course knowing this is the only option left, graduates seek solaces in preparatory classes.

Because of the sheer number of graduates looking forward to crack Preliminary Exam, there are many individuals and private companies willing to help the graduates prepare for the exam. Of course this help comes with a pricetag. And going by the information doing the rounds on the streets of Thimphu, the tuition is expensive. I only hope these classes are useful.  

These individuals and private companies conducting preparatory classes should think beyond business - at least this time. It is not that graduates go to these classes because they have so much.  

Many graduates cannot afford to pay even this fee. Some are not even aware of such classes. Sadly, money plays a role in people's success. This should not be! I think money should never stop someone from doing well in his/her life. 

The current government promised to scrape off Preliminary Examination. However, the government realized that they cannot change the law that easily. 

And since Preliminary Examination is here to stay, we need to think of preparatory classes for those young men and women, who cannot afford these expensive classes. It will take some dedicated volunteers to change the lives of many young men and women out there.

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