India: I can't believe!

"I hope you had a good time in India" said Dhanur before let me get into my taxi and while the UK girls showed me their bras from the 3rd floor as goodbye present!

I arrived in India on July 10th and left of Sept 14th... and in between so much: put together an amazing country, 56 people from 22 countries and one big project to work together at, and you may come closer to realize what a blast it was... huge, unforgettable... so full of everything!

The treasure hunt, the local trains, the "tetris 3D" traffic jam, the contrast from the slum to a richer area, the thousands of people standing at the beach, our constant being on the centre of attention, the disco and the cute Indian girls...
That's was just a bit of Mumbai before the 15 of us moved to Agra where we received a branch of 40 more people thrown there to work with us at IC...

Here another huge adventure started: we lived and worked together, we got sick all at the same time and faced big and smaller challenges: all to tie us up even stronger... we perform a dance put together a week early but really finalized 3 mins before... we got pissed and frustrated by people, events and surrounding... we were losing weight and gaining spirit with the days passing by and IC getting closer, we partied hard, we flirted... and we went back to party!

While somebody would shout Kajara Re to find out who is in the house, somebody else would rather go to Pizza Hut reflecting on the legacy or celebrating random birthdays... and the official dinner, which didn?t happen at Coffee Days, would randomly end up teaching AIESEC dances to random hotel guests...
Meantime the sausage club is providing a fastest internet connection, CLUB 104 would discuss far more serious topics about life and what does make it worth to live, then Dhanur would organize the horse, Trent would enjoy Veronika company and I would feel sorry for all those being on the wrong side of the door!

Eventually IC came to be the 10 fastest days of our lives: running up and down, troubleshooting problems, listening to delegates and externals, smiling to them, singing for them, performing for them... and all that to have the best time in an hot afternoon taken off from the conference and used to celebrate ourselves while the conference was still running!

With IC over the warming down saw all of us sitting around and listening to each other: former terrible girls getting cute in India, people afraid of public speaking talking for ever, sharing the most intimate things of our lives, crying at your own 4th word pronounced...

And then time to say goodbye, fast like an hug or long like a week around India: Jaipur, Delhi and eventually back to Mumbai having thanked for spicing with flyjet, shown a tag name to control traffic jam and get discounts, won way too easy disco challenges... and CLUB 104 getting together a last time for sharing new disappointments and hopes...

And then... my taxi is waiting, he's blowing his horn
Ohhh, YES...yes, Dhanur: I did have a good time: the time of my life... and what a life!