Imagine after 2 years of planning, and 2-4 weeks plus of preparations and revamping stuffs, all possible things that could go wrong during the most important function of the whole event do happen, with all of it happening at once.

Pissing catering people, pissing the participants, pissing each other in the committee, and worst of all, pissing the VVIPs and their set of (never informed the organizers) VIPs.

Damn. Anyone could have wished they could get a heart attack then and die on the spot.

But I salute you, Sharm. You didn't bow under pressure eventhough all these things come crashing in at once.

I also salute the rest of the committee members, though they pissed each other off, they still manage to smile and make up at the end of the day.

Being in Asians is seriously an eye-opener.