I wanted to do a summer internship ever since I entered the Engineering college. Being a second year student, it was difficult as companies prefer students from the third year which is the official time to do an internship as per the college curriculum. So by some good guides, resume selection, and an encouraging background I woke up one day with a mail from the HR that I am selected for a 3-week long internship on Wireless Networks. The mail said that other details shall be given on arrival which was a week later( this was enough for a perfect starting of my day).

Ironically, my dream of summer internship was now being fulfilled as a ‘winter’ internship. So on the joining day I wake up from my cozy warm covers to a real corporate world for the first time. I get ready and on the way to the office in the car, I wonder how my mentor will be. I also suddenly feel sceptical whether the idea of doing an internship was even right at the first place. Nevertheless, the car stopped and I realised I have reached my destination. I bid adieu to my father who had come to drop me who in return wished me good luck for the day.

I entered the building, waited for the lift. I was fidgeting with my nails until the lift reached 6th floor where my office was. I entered the office and  introduced myself to the receptionist and told her i was called for joining. She seemed to be expecting me and told me that my mentor is waiting for me in the conference room on the left.  I go as directed and in the rightmost chair i find him sitting behind his laptop.  By his face I could tell he might be in his early thirties. He looked up when I knocked  the glass door and welcomed me with a warm smile. He told me to take the chair opposite him and made me comfortable by arranging water and coffee. He introduced himself and told me quickly about the company and its reach in the market.

The lessons began and he taught me from the very basic to the deepest in all the topics we would study, very patiently. I made quick notes and asked doubts every time I had one. He solved them sometimes directly and other times asking me to think and find probable solutions hence making my thought process stronger.  He was indeed a good teacher. I understood the topic well and additionally, learnt the importance of deep knowledge from him.

During the breaks he would share his college days memories and we both would laugh whole heartedly on his funny incidents. I too would share my present college experiences. He shared stories about his college, family and work-life. Sometimes during the training he would receive crisis calls. He would think of a protocol to solve it and calm others. He was always smiling and radiated positive vibes. This was another lesson I learnt – to maintain the cool and have an optimistic approach even in critical situations.

In due course I learnt that Sir was a technical specialist. Even though now his job profile was of management, he told me he keeps toying around with his laptop and other gadgets.  He taught me a lot of new functions I never knew my laptop was capable of. Lesson learnt – its good to be techno-savvy if you are not.

My “mentor” as the receptionist suggested, was not just a great mentor. He was a friend , a teacher, a techie and most importantly a motivator who taught me a simple lesson unknowingly- keep smiling, it will make you feel better.

A good mentor is the best thing that can happen to a fresher. They can teach you multiple  things which no book is capable of teaching. And of course, they can guide you in the best possible way.We students should keep our mind open for knowledge and experiences openly. Its the perfect time to gain knowledge and make mistakes and most importantly meet good people and learn new things.


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