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My farewell poem in Circling

Circling is one of the finest thing that ever happened to me and today as I was going through a few of my write-ups, I came across a poem, I had penned down way back in 2013, at the time of my retirement and what lovely memories of a fantastic journey I reminisced. Sharing my farewell poem here:

About 5 years back, one fine day
I attended one of LC’s event which happened in a big-big way
The urge of conducting such an event waived through me
And how much I persuaded Neeraj and finally Circling happened to me.

Prospects of many, but ultimately I joined 65
The first move was fantastic it was then I realized.
When I first attended COB Carnival at Goa, I was truly mesmerized
What a name our circle had accomplished, the feeling was much gratified.

I made up my mind to be a secretary and offered myself for the same
A surprised husband looked at me as if I had gone insane
No knowledge of computers in the world of today
How will you manage the stupendous work that will come your way???
Struggling every day…………I managed to learn
And a long-long way here I come.

Delhi, Hyderabad and then Coimby……..NAGM’s were surely fun
Area AGM’s at Ranchi, Bhubaneshwar and Kolkata, the fun had just begun.
Friends on the E-groups I made more and more
Theme parties and partying late night…..I enjoyed to the core.
Projects gave me a chance to spread a few smiles
Not knowing but my generosity had indeed travelled miles

Soon after the mantle of leading the circle was thrust upon
I think it was a day I was truly looking upon
The event that led me to circling was beaming in my eyes
Dreams actually do come true Coffee Morning made me realise.
The seniors never let me tumble a single day
The present and the prospects helped me lead my way
Passionate was the year 2011-12 when I became the Chairperson
Unstinted support of friends like you made it real fun
Each moment is etched deep in my memory; I evolved as a better person
Circling was THE and only THE reason.

Amidst all this were our dear friends Anjana n Nitesh
My proposers…..don’t have words enough to express my gratitude.
I stand indebted to you forever
For this lovely circle would have never happened to me without your effort

My dear husband Neeraj, today I am on the other side of circling
I may not have acknowledged but you were there behind all my doings
Thankyou may not be enough for the way you pushed me
You helped me enhance every bit of me.

Change is the way of life and from old we have to renew
To describe all what I achieved, words I have just a few
Circling helped me laugh, it dried my tears
Because of this I had no fears
With a lot learning I grew, how much blessed I was, only I knew
Corresponding with the vibrant secretaries of the area made me feel privileged
Proud is the feeling being an Area Board Member and every moment counts
As I retire officially today from Circling; 
My heart will forever be there in all the happenings
Whenever need be don’t forget to give a call
It will be a pleasure working for my circle and even having a ball
The clock is going tick-tock-tick; finally the time to say good-bye has arrived
I bow down to my circle and last times raise a toast for the fantastic times I cherished

Preeti Agarwal
Past Circler……LC 65

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