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Internship Saga - Part 5

It was three in the afternoon I came back to the Atlantis Labs for my development session. “Hey bro you had lunch with your Dad?” Ajinkya asked. “Yes, we had decided to have our lunch together today,” I said. “Sanket, I am planning to go for a trek tell me a spot,” Prarthi said. “If you are going for a one day trek, go for Peb fort or Loh-Gadh. Those are best for one-day treks.” I said. “Loh gadh is amazing, I went there last year,” Ajinkya said. “Even Kalvantin Durg is amazing it is near Panvel,” I said. “I will select one that is good for beginners,” Prarthi said.

I got on with the development. I found another intern sitting beside Samyukta. “Have you completed your fragments?” Ajinkya asked. “Yes,” I said. “Good then teach Vaidehi,” Ajinkya said. Vaidehi was the new intern sitting beside Samyukta, she looked smart, good-natured and was serious about coding. “Hi I am Sanket. I have just completed the fragments. Have a look.” I said. Vaidehi studied the code with a concentration of a stoic. “These are simple fragments that divide the main activity into two parts,” I said. “Okay.” She said. I told her about the intricate details of the application. I thought she resembled someone but I couldn’t remember whom. “Is your mom a teacher?” I asked. “No.”She said. “You resemble a teacher from the college,” I said. Everyone broke into a laugh. “No, my mom is’nt a teacher.”She said still laughing.

I was building a JSON parser that day. Ajinkya helped me with the essential stuff and in no time the JSON parser was up and ready. I went to play table tennis and played for one and a half hour. Samyukta and Vaidehi were leaving, just then Vaidehi said, “Can we have the Supper?” “Yes, of course, you can have the supper,” I said. “But no one is having it,” Samyukta said. “You can have it, it will start anytime,” I said. They both had their supper. They came from a place that is back of the beyond. Their home town is scenic and known for its picturesque beauty. Vasai and Virar are two sleepy towns adjacent to Mumbai influenced by Portuguese culture.

“When did you reach home yesterday?” I asked. “We reached home at eight thirty.” They both said. “The trains were too crowded and the rain was too heavy,” Vaidehi said. “We take two hours to reach our home,” Samyukta said. “Hats off to you guys. My home is just two stations away.” I said. We were having our lunch in the canteen a floor above. It was a lip-smacking menu. I had ordered a Veg. Hakka Noodles and They both had ordered a Mysore Masala Dosa.

“Do you have a girlfriend?” Samyukta asked me. “I had a few crushes in the past. But never had a girlfriend.”Samyukta said. “Are you gay?” She asked mockingly. “No! That’ the last thing I am.” I said. “Tell us about your crushes,” Vaidehi said excitedly. “I was in school. I had a crush on this girl. We were bench mates. We did a few projects together, played for the same throw ball team. But I couldn’t tell her anything.” I said. “Aww, Why didn’t you tell her?” Samyukta said. “I was afraid of her Dad, she had called her Dad when six others had tried,” I said as they both burst into laughter. “And what about others?” Vaidehi asked. “Well they went their own way and I went my own way,” I said. “That is too filmy, Sanket,” Samyukta said. We went into the Atlantis Lab to develop our Android Skills.

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