Saturday, May 30, 2009

It's Internship Time...

This is an internship period of my course. We all are busy doing at least something somewhere (how specific!). So what Am I doing and where? I am doing my internship in Madison Public Relations in Delhi.

Presently I am sitting in my office and scribbling for this post. Hey wait, this doesn’t mean I don’t do any work. Our day begins with reading almost all the newspaper of Delhi. We also get copies of newspaper from other cities.

Hmm…so what we do after reading them? We track the news of our client, send news update to the head office in Mumbai; we keep all those news clippings also. That’s very easy to do, right? So let me tell something about little complex and respectable side of my work. We interns also help our immediate seniors, i.e., our ‘Sirs’ and ‘Madams’ in their projects like scanning loads and loads of clippings, making hard copies and soft copies of dossiers, tracking the news of the clients competitors in the market, coming up with the ideas of a product launch, press release, etc and once in a while we are also sent to the client site. Along with this, we do one of the most important thing-dreaming that our seniors will take us to the meetings with clients!

So now you all know that usually I have work but today, for a change, I am quite jobless. That’s why thought of sharing my first experience of doing an internship with you all.
Will soon write more on this………..

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Surprised by surprises

I love surprises. They are the combination of suspense, thrill and excitement. Being a lover of unconventionality and uniqueness, I like surprises to be well-planned and exclusive. As a whole I like giving surprises as well as love to get some. Be it small or big, I love all kinds of surprises.
One of the surprises I still remember was during my school days, most probably during my 12th class (I don’t remember exactly). It was a holiday and most of the people from our colony went to celebrate the day. I and my friends also decided to go for picnic but because of some personal reasons I couldn’t go. So disappointed by this development I was sitting outside my home. Suddenly I saw my friends Sheba, Deepika and others coming to my home with all the stuffs for picnic. Instead of going to a river side, we had our picnic in my house. It was special experience in itself.

There are also some small, simple but pleasant surprises which are close to my heart. For example my camera which I got as a gift from my sister Prachi, greeting cards from my friend Roy expressing her feeling about our friendship, Shree’s sudden visits whenever I go to Bangalore, Mom’s surprising me by making my favorite dishes, my brother bringing Corner House ice-cream and chocolates for me are some of the pleasant moments of my life.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Hindi Yaad Hai

स्कूल में हम हिन्दी पड़ा करते थे. पर 10th class के बाद हिन्दी से नाता ही टूट गया. Mother tongue होने के कारन हिन्दी बोलना तो में नही भूली पर हाँ लिकना जरूर भूल गई हुईं.

अपने इस महान achievement ( इसका हिन्दी मुझे नही आता है!!) का एहसास मुझे हाल में ही हुआ. मेरे yoga- teacher के हिन्दी की जरूरत और उसकी एहमीयत पर lecturer ने मुझे भी सोचने पर मजबूर कर दिया . “क्या करू कभी हिन्दी लिखने की जरूरत ही नही हुई”- ये कह के अपने को उनके सामने बेइज्जत होने से तो बचा लिया. पर बाद में सोचा तो लगा की कुछ तो करना चाहिए.

अब से में कुछ न कुछ हिन्दी में लिखने की कोशिस जरूर करुँगी। पड़ने लायक लिख पाती हुँ की नही, उसका पता तो मुझे भी नही है.
आज के लिए इतना ही खाफी. After all ‘अपनी चादर देख के ही पैर फैलाने चाहिय’ (wow हिन्दी का proverb…I am not that bad)

Friday, May 1, 2009

The Test of Patience

Have you ever thought of jumping out of the plane in the middle of the journey?? I have experienced this sudden strong suicidal feeling on my way to Delhi last winter. It was not because of any mental weirdness or failure in love. The credit goes to my unforgettable meeting with a family who was in plane for the sole purpose of irritating others.

I was flying to Delhi from Bangalore when I saw the finest representatives of Human race. I am very sure you all must have come across such exceptional creatures at some point of your life. You know sometimes its good to be weird and strange, people tend to remember you. The way I am writing about my rendezvous with few among that category.

To my amazement almost half of the passengers were of the same family. I guess they were going for some marriage or family function. Why? Because its generally in marriages where we see God’s all unique creations, especially in large numbers.

Coming back to my flight, I was sitting exactly middle of all the drama. Some family members were sitting behind me and some in front of me.

I think there is seriously something wrong with my luck, especially when I travel!! Again I was in midst of irritation and boredom (as usual). But this time there was no sign of relief. Two hour journey seemed to be longer than two days journey. Within two hour of short journey, I got the experience of my life.

The moment plane took off, one of the family member, who, I think, was the host or the eldest came up to meet his guest, in-spite of the fact that they boarded the flight together and must have also come to airport together. The supposed host was half of the time standing near my seat and chatting with others. He should have got the best-host award if there exist any. He gave good competition to all the air-hostesses. Once, he even took coffee from tray and served some of his relatives.

So what was I doing? Apart from watching them, I tried to sleep, hoping that it will make the journey easy. I even dreamed of yelling at him and saying- ‘look the world is not going to end here and you will get more chances to show your skill, so now get lost.’ However, the journey ended without me saying anything and somehow I passed the test of patience.