Internship Saga - Part 7

We entered the last week of the internship. I was still thinking about the project and I had four days to get it ready. I was raising issues in the Corporate’ mobile app and Corporate’ site. But the site and app had become stable after two years of maintenance and testing. I had started working on the Drawing Application. I created the UI, and buttons to navigate and built a simple drawing app with touch interaction and then went playing table tennis that day.

Now I had two applications to show and I created a simple pedometer, QR code scanner in the next three days. On Friday we had a presentation in front of the panel. With the help of good mentors, I had created simple apps over a period of a month. The internship was coming to an end. I had started liking the atmosphere in Corporate.

It was Friday the last day of the internship. I was finishing up my apps, polishing my presentation. I, Samyukta and Vaidehi went for lunch. “Today we will go and have lunch at a place of your choice,” Vaidehi said. “Alright, today we will eat something terrific,” I said. “Is that on the menu?”Samyukta said and we laughed along. We ordered Paneer Lazeez and bunch of butter rotis. “It’s yum! Good choice.” Samyukta said. “It’s the best sort of food we have ever had in the Corporate,” Vaidehi said. “Today’s lunch is special for me,” I said and gorged down a piece of roti.

I couldn’t express that their friendship over the weeks meant a lot for me. “Let’s have pastries!” I said. “I will have a red velvet pastry,” Samyukta said. “I would go for Chocolate Truffle,” I said. “I would go with red velvet too,” Vaidehi said. We came back to the office after polishing off the cake. “Guys! I have written a poem for you,” I said. “Don’t get emotional Sanket, I am not going to cry,” Samyukta said with jest. She is a complete sensor and likes logic over feelings, rational over the miracle. “I would like to hear your poem,” Vaidehi said. I took out my journal and read them a poem written by a well-known author.

Sometimes hidden from me,

in daily custom and in trust,

So that I live by you unaware

as the beating of my heart,

Suddenly you flare in my sight,

a wild rose blooming at the edge of a thicket,

grace and light where yesterday was only shade,

And once again I am blessed,

choosing again what I chose before.

They both burst into laughter having not understood a line of it. “Dude, what have you written?” Samyukta said unable to control her laughter. “What have you chosen and why are you blessed?” Vaidehi said looking puzzled. I tried to explain them its meaning but they couldn’t understand it completely. “Don’t explain it Sanket, it will lose its charm. I understood it,” Vaidehi said. “I liked it too, even though I didn’t understand everything of it,” Samyukta said.

Suddenly we were called for our presentation. The web teams went and completed their presentations. It was our turn now and I meant business. I talked about my journey through app development which was made smoother by amazing mentors. Kevin sir was quite pleased with the presentation. “Great work guys, All the best. Make apps and have fun. I am sure I will see guys around as our full-time employee next year,” Sir said.

 It was gratifying to complete the internship positively. We played a lot of table tennis to celebrate it. “How was the presentation?” Vaidehi asked. “It was good,” I said as we were eating our supper. “Great work,” Vaidehi said. The internship was a great experience. I had learned a lot about how the Corporate works and functions and scratched the surface of Android Development, explored the many a place within the sprawling campus of the Corporate. Along the way made new friends and came back home with a promise to meet again and a feeling of work done well.