Sunday, June 7, 2009

Summer of 09

I was happy...They couldn't have chosen a better day for my internship joining. Yeah it was 17th of April which happens to be one lucky day for me. Yeah apart from my birthday, it happens to be my dad's birthday n my sis' anniversary: a kinda festival for our family. At midnight while I was busy in accepting wishes from the loved ones, my roomies Dhruv n Gaurav were upto something. I could smell something fishy but they caught me unprepared. Unable to find anything else in the refrigerator, they launched the assault on me with Jam. N believe me if you were to take any advice from me when you see bushwhackers rushing towards you, you do what I couldnt do: you run....n run fast. I had to scrub my face 3 times to get rid of that sticky crap. Nevertheless after attending the call that I had been longing for, I settled into my cosy bed at 1 AM.

Next morning when I reached my office, I was more than just happy to see McD & CCD right across the road. One problem that was killing me was solved now: Where would I have my lunch? I was asked to report to Chief General Manager. I was pretty excited about my project. When he asked me about the project that I would like to do, I let all my managerial skills ooze out to GAS him about exchange rates variation risk and hedging them. Now this sounded fancy at least to me but not to him and he took next couple of mins to thrash all my hopes. "Nahin nahin young man...aisa kuch nahin hota..blah blah blah..." I had to buy some time to think of the project that I want to do. Not a perfect start to ur B'day and internship I guess. But second half of the day was much better. GK M block market can get any single guy's eyeballs rolling and a nice chinese dinner was a perfect ending to my birthday.

Next few days were quite monotonous. As others did, I used to reach office at 10 AM and used to wait in an queue in washroom to wash my face and turn myself from a "Ujda Chaman" to one with neat looks. Dont blame me...Delhi's dust n heat wasnt helping at all. It was irritating watching the oldies spend an hour in front of mirror combing their hair particularly one guy with literally 17 hairs on his barren farm. He used to have a center partition with 8 hairs on one side and 9 on the other. I am not sure though if he used to have 9 hairs on left side or right. 

 I had no intern friend there and used to have lunch and tea break with my oldies mentors. I swear to God I had to convince myself that their joke is too funny or even tickle myself to make myself laugh. Thats when I realised I need to look for some other summer interns. FYI ours was a 23 floor building and it wasnt easy to get hold of any intern. Luckily I met another cool guy Vardhaman and we started our mission to hunt down other interns. While we were on our exploring mission, we came to know about a girl interning in marketing division. Obviously I am not as lucky as Joey to use "Aye...how you doin?" as my opening line and so I asked Vardhaman to do the honours. This way we gelled together as a bunch of friends who really had great time together. It would be very unfair if this blog goes without the mention of our "Gup- Shup" session at library which was the best place to discuss the masaledaar office happenings n ofcourse also the best place for a nap. N yeah I had another good reason to go to library. I had made it a point to have a look at Delhi Times. Afterall only lady's pic that I can see in Kozhikode is Jaya Lalitha.And God bless Lalit Modi for his perfect scheduling of IPL. Although it didnt turn out to be a great one for me as literally every team i supported somehow manage to lose the match. I still remember me and Dhruv fighting with each other over which team deserves to win.

And the rest of time just flew by and I realised only while packing my bags to leave for my hometown that how much I will miss Delhi.Wo Moolchand ke paranthe, Cheese burst pizzas, fights over IPL, 3C's food court, Nap & gup-shups at STC's library, Lunch at McD & Bercos, overcrowded DTC buses...bas yaadein reh jaati hai..kuch choti choti baatein reh jaati hai...