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A story behind making of a brochure

I dont know when you were born
I dont know who caused your beginning
I dont know the reason behind your birth
I did not even know you before a year
I never ever expected you to know you
Nor to like you so much
I never knew you will become so important to me or maybe us
You were just like anyother thing in the beginning
You were just a bunch of items put together
I never understood the purpose
Nor could decipher the meaning
I felt like you were a tradition passed over to us
We even forgot about you
In the chaos of work
You were just a part of the weekly report and the occasional joke
There were times we thought you were never going to happen
You were just a part of the multitude of papers
Suddenly, one fine day
You came to life
With vigour and enegry
When questions were raised about you
We realized how clueless we were
When deadlines were given
We got into mindless and aimless working
And managed to finish you on time
Before we could breathe
Came the biggest blow in the form
In a flow of questions
Who is the target audience
Little did we know that it was the beginning
On the many questions or editions to come
Or should i say version V1.infinity
We were beaten up
We were questioned

We were given repeated deadlines
We were put to test
We were tried beyond our strength
We were mocked at
You made us fight among ourselves
you made us stand for each other
You actually grew on us
 There were times when everything seemed hopeless
There were times when you made me feel
That you were unattainable
We thought you were a five year plan
And we were just passers by
Everyone in their limit put a barrier in your path
Be it small or big
Suddenly everything fell in place
Like magic everything became right
After a big war, We fought
Smaller ones were cake walk
Be it a cost or font
We pulled it through
When I first saw your sample book I was in estacy
I am still speechless
We are super excited also
Many people have worked for this
Lots of brain stroming
Lots of creativity
Lots of designing
Lots of team work
Few laughs, some tears and much more
Have gone into you
The last straw was the 48 hours check
With lot of scribbling in the sample
We managed to get to approved
Awaiting the printed version yet

You are definitely a acheivement
Atleast from my view
Every book has a story
But this is a A story behind making of a brochure


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