Loving Intern: Chapter I

Updated: Sep 13

Unexpected Start


A few years before


I packed my luggage and boarded a bus to travel to Konchi from Jamalpur. I booked a window seat and after settling down, I recalled my college trip with my friends. The bus conductor distributed water bottles as the bus started.


As the sun rose, I opened the window for fresh air and pulled out my earphones from my handbag. The fact is this is the first time I was travelling alone. The only thought that lingered on my mind was to start my internship as soon as possible as we were already two days late.

I never wanted to be an engineer but as fate always has its way, I had no other choice. I never wanted to do an internship but the curriculum has its way to get things done. As thoughts passed by, I felt the fresh air playing with my hair. The climate was pleasant and I fell asleep quickly.


I got up as the bus driver honked to clear the traffic. I looked out to see that we almost reached Konchi.


I got down at the bus stop and called Meera.


She picked up and said “Come to the parking lot.”


I looked around to find directions and started walking accordingly. When I reached the parking lot, I found her waving at me.


​Meera asked, “So did you enjoy the ride?”


I was exhausted and replied, “It was hell as I lacked company!”


She chuckled saying “Don’t blame me. Curse yourself, I asked you to come with me yesterday. You were the one who said you needed to spend at least one day with your family.”


I replied, “No idiot! My mother would kill me if I left as soon as holidays were declared.”


She chuckled and said, “Anyway, I asked my mother to cook chicken. It would be yummy and let’s hope for the best tomorrow.”


I sat back while she rode the scooty. She is just not a friend like all others but is more like a cousin and I share almost all my secrets with her. I am truly blessed to have her in my life.


After twenty minutes, we reached her place. Her mother stood by the door waiting for us as it was already 9 pm.


As soon as I got down, aunty walked towards me saying, “So you are Naina? Finally, I get to see you after three years. Take your luggage and place them in Meera’s room. I will set dinner.”


As I walked in, I could see Shiva, Meera’s twin brother playing cricket on his playstation. I quickly freshened up and came down to have dinner.


Meera and I started eating and were talking about our internship. Aunty called Shiva to join us and he came after finishing his game. He sat down and looked at me for a moment and kept staring.


Later he introduced himself saying “Hi, I am Shiva. You must be Naina. My sister keeps on telling me about you almost every day when she is here.”


I replied, “Nice to meet you, Shiva. What are you doing?”


He stuffed a big chicken piece into his mouth and could not talk clearly. Meera answered sarcastically, “Currently he is completing his MBA and is very talented.”


He finally swallowed and attacked saying “Really? At least I know to be punctual unlike you attending your internship days after you were called.”


Both of us could not say a word back. Aunty came back from the kitchen and offered more chicken. I refused as I already ate too much.


Aunty asked, “How will you do your work at internship if you don’t eat good food and stay healthy?”


I just smiled not knowing what to say. We completed our dinner and went to Meera’s room. Shiva helped his mother in the kitchen and later brought me an extra pillow and blanket.


Before I thanked him, he left.


We took selfies making weird faces. Meera closed the door and turned on her music player and both of us danced. We also looked into the mirror and felt bad about the pimples and fat. In the end, as always, we spoke about the best qualities we expect our husbands to have. Both of us finally lay on the bed and Meera said, “Finally sleeping at 11 pm after two weeks of end exams. God! Please pass me in the Heat and Mass Transfer exam.”


I was too tired to ask for anything and we both fell asleep. Meera woke up at 8am, got ready and woke me up. Both of us were ready by 9:30am. Reporting was to be done by 10am and we started to have our breakfast which was two bread slices.


Meera called Alokya and Neel and they informed us that they would join us at the front gate. Finally, we started and reached Ratan Industries. We were asked by the guards at the entrance to report to Mr. Yugandhar.


​All the four of us reached Mr. Yungandhar’s cabin after getting into the main block. A man in his fifties, a bit fat and oily white hair, asked us, “So you are the interns who want to join late?”


Meera replied, “Yes sir.”


He sternly asked, “Did you guys bring a letter from your principal justifying your reason for the delay?”


I immediately replied, “Do we need that?”


He laughed saying, “Do you think we would let you join late without a valid written reason? You guys can leave. I am sorry but you won’t be doing your internship without the letterhead.”


I got frustrated as it wasn’t our mistake and the company did not mention anything beforehand. I crushed the application form in my hand, out of anger, while Neel, Alokya, and Meera pleaded.


I felt empty and thought it was all over.

 

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Credits

This contribution is created by Nikhila Kotni & R. S. Chintalapati, edited by R. K. Chamarla & Sameer Ayyagari & photographed by Nikhila Kotni.


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