182 Days Of Being An Intern

It was the last year of my post graduation and I was still not sure on whether I wanted to pursue a career in the IT sector or not. I was passionate about writing but was clueless about its scope and how it would turn out as a career option. Though I was appearing for all the on-campus placement drives, I knew this was not going to lead anywhere. Finally, after a lot of introspection, I decided to take up writing as a full-time job. Keeping all the pros and cons of my decision in mind, I got down to search for an internship that would help me learn the ropes. After a few days of searching and applying, I was called for an interview and got selected.


My first day as an intern was a bit disappointing. I was assigned to write a blog which I was reprimanded for by a senior. I always considered myself to be someone who had a grasp of the language, plus I was also working on my own blog for the past one year which made me think that the task assigned to me was a piece of cake. The first month of my internship taught me that there’s a long way to go and a lot to learn. Note To Self: You are not as good as you had thought.

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I remember crossing off the days (of my internship period) written at the back of a novel (House Of Cards By Sudha Murthy) I was reading back then. It was my second month into the internship and I was still maintaining a safe distance from everyone at work. Though I enjoyed working on the blogs, there were some tasks that I loathed thoroughly. The second month of my internship taught me that not everything is meant to be enjoyed and every job has a few boring aspects that one has to make peace with.

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One can never have enough knowledge, there is so much to learn! Each and every day I was (and still am) learning something new. I have always been blessed with the company of people who enrich my mind and my colleagues were no different. I take time to mingle with people but once I do there’s no going back. The third month of my internship taught me that one should work to learn and learn to improve. I should always take criticism in my stride and never take failure to my heart or success to my head. Note To Self: Being harsh on yourself is not going to help. 

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From managing my meager earnings to getting over college squabbles and witnessing office politics, I got a taste of adulting. There were times when I questioned my decision of taking up this internship but I found rock-solid support from those around me who believed in me more than I believed in myself. The fourth month of my internship taught me that amidst all the chaos I shouldn’t forget to take out time for myself and those who count. It is always the small things in life that matter the most and these shouldn’t be missed. P.S. My novels were no longer doubling up as calendars.

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I successfully graduated from writing blogs to full-fledged articles. I was nowhere near excellence but I could call myself a decent writer. Change is the only constant and I was no longer the same person I used to be four months back. The fifth month of my internship taught me that patience (hard work as well) is the key to success. All good things take time and shouldn’t be expected to happen overnight.

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I can proudly say that I had gotten the opportunity to work with the best people (sparing a few), people who guided me throughout my internship. The sixth month of my internship made my heart fill with gratitude for those who kept me motivated and made me laugh through my woes.

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-Priyanka Lamba


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