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Last Day at Doha Asian Games Organizing Committee 2006.

It’s January 31, 2008, last day of first month of New Year. It’s been exactly one year and eleven months since I have been part of the Committee responsible for organizing Asian games in Qatar. It is finally going to be closed officially today. Perhaps these are the last words being typed on my official computer today. Nothing else to do.

When I joined the games, they seemed to be so far away and here I am today writing these words with a feeling that it was just yesterday I joined. Time never stops.... or does it? I must say honestly, I feel sad. Being part of a community multinational in its population, vibrant in its actions, active in its duties is something any one could be proud of. I would not say anything about the level of success we achieved but I can proudly say that we did our best as a team.

It’s not just that I have achieved so much professionally but personal experiences and the learning from them are far beyond. I would treasure my memories with this committee. Anyways, its time to move on. Let’s see what life has in it for me from here on.


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