Summers ‘08 : The End

July 2005: The time when we came to iitg, it was in our freshers, where our seniors were trying to squeeze out the different shades of the IIT life in 2 hour talk….internships definitely being one of the discussed topics….with seniors discussing their fun and thrilling experiences. It did sound cool at that time….but I didn’t believe it till I got one.

January 2008: Believe me, the prospects of internship kept me alive till this point(any ece student would understand that….),….after this it was like “bas ab ek intern lag jaye yaar…“. This has simply been the most irritating time at iitg. On one hand, Where visits to our seniors room for tips, addresses became quiet frequent…. and on the other hand waking up every hour in the night to check the webmails for any positive(or semi positive…as some would say) other. I guess, this was the only time, when we checked the webmail, more then our orkut account.

Desperation was at its peak, and stupid, irrelevant questions like “What time of the day would be the best to mail,” “should we send mails on the weekend or not“,were asked. Inspite of the admins serious threats…we greedy assholes never stopped and went on spamming, during whose course we shamelessly changed our research interest, countries to apply, our CV,CL,etc. It was usually a set pattern, some used to change it weekly, while some monthly and the cheapest bastards used to change it daily …we had different cv,cl for different research interest so the process of changing was not difficult…MY only motivation to keep spamming was that some of the senior intellectuals of my branch didn’t have one, i remember those days of late feb when we used to sit together in the CC and mail to every country possible, including Bangladesh .

Summers ‘08: The process was difficult but it was worth it. These 3 month were no less then an adventure, from the alps of Austria to the German engineering,from the Italian architecture to the French babes, whether it was commenting on pics on orkut or laughing at each others experiences, from bar hopping to chick hunting(courtesy navdeep), I loved it all.

This is the last blog of my intern….unless of course if I could squeeze out some time of the report writing, packing, shopping and the political drama going on the country…I really have a mixed feeling right now….would surely miss this place….but I cant wait to go back to India….to be precise, in “smiley” language

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As my good friend says….”This last chapter of my internship is called “THE END” ” ……so be it.