The Trifecta

There is no denying it. The evidence is there. We came as a loosely built team, centered around a solid goal, and set out on a path to put together the loosely connected parts. Driven by our individual passions and the building strength of the team, we worked... tirelessly. Slowly, one by one, we left as time and circumstance saw fit, temporarily saying "See ya Later" until the next hellos. At one time on three separate continents, three separate cultures, and living in three separate languages, the next hello came. And we converged on Madison. And it was like we had never been a part.

It's apparent to me that from this mystical introduction, one might assume that The Trifecta is a whimsical love triangle... I was going to refute that, but then I realized that there is part truth here. Rather, what I am meaning to demonstrate is the unlikely relationships and bonds built upon individuals' blood, sweat and tears - never meant for each other, at times in spite of one another - but in the end, leading to a shared accomplishment in a project much greater than either one of us. There is no ownership, and there is no end result, as it will forever be evolving, like the bonds of friendship - and more deeply, brotherhood - that were built in that forge - the AIESEC Oman Development Team.

What makes this feeling now so fulfilling is not merely the success that we enjoyed while there, nor the continued success of a new generation of AIESECers carrying forward in Oman - but the continued celebration and joy that we have in the personalities of one another. Rather than an unsettled tolerance of one another - we experienced a deep friendship.

And that friendship is here to stay.

Thank you to Oman - the people, the places, the government, the universities, the goats, the mindis, Jihad and Hassan and so many others - for allowing us to dream, and giving us the world.

This is a gift that will be forever unfolding. You all have inspired me to give of myself forever.

Shokran