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ITP 137: Reflections

Thirty-two participants of ICISA ITP 137 met in Noida, India
Assembled from Europe, Asia, Africa and America.
All gathered with a common purpose
Learning audit methodologies that will hell all of us.
Lifetime friends we’ve made though the time was short
These memories forever treasured in my heart.

Thirteen hours spent on a plane, then fresh breath at the airport
That is until I stepped into the ground transport.
Honk, beep, zig and zag through the heavy traffic
Sweating, heart pulsating, death for sure, I panicked.
Drivers not sticking to their lanes
The traffic was surely insane.

Sowmimi and Swati ensured well-coordinated sessions
These done according to detailed plans
SQL, IDEA and Tableau to be used in data analysis and visualization
Visits to Taj Mahal, Mysore Palace and Akshardham for appreciation
Places, each with a unique feature
Feats incomprehensible to measure.

Each participant, with a unique style and flair
Some without a sense of time or care
Others with the virtue of humility
That helped to maintain peace and tranquility
Now as our time together ends
These friendships, time now transcends.

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This poem was written on the last day of Auditing in IT Environment, in India

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Written on October 06, 2017

Submitted by ernestothimbrel on October 08, 2021

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