“I imagined myself punching fist in the air and screaming like how Warner does after his century in a typical Aussie style but I controlled myself and settled for a ‘Dravidian’ celebration when the faculty paused to ask his 156th question for the day.”
‘‘Pravinnn… Congrats!!’’-the message read.
WhatsApp asked me whether I wanted to add or block the unknown sender, I replied with a question mark instead.
The sender had no DP so I had a look around in the class. The lecture had clearly bored the pants off everybody and it was difficult to find a single person awake. I saw Richa waiving her hand from the last bench.
‘’It’s me’’ she mouthed, pointing at the phone in her hand. “Check your mail” she further added.
It was placement season in Goa Institute of Management (GIM) and companies visited the campus for hiring summer interns. Interested students had to apply and appear for the placement interviews and the selected candidates were informed through an e-mail keeping the entire batch in cc.
It took me by surprise. Honestly, I had given up all hope of summer internship placement from campus and had already applied outside. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw the ‘congratulations’ mail from Place-Com, the Placement committee of GIM.
I kept starring at my name in the e-mail for a long time before I was interrupted by fellow mates who had also read the mail and wanted to congratulate me.
I imagined myself punching fist in the air and screaming like how Warner does after his century in a typical Aussie style but I controlled myself and settled for a ‘Dravidian’ celebration when the faculty paused to ask his 156th question for the day.
I stretched the corners of my mouth laterally, puckered my lips and tried to wiggle my nose back and forth causing crinkles around my eyes. I wanted to smile as widely as possible and make it look genuine too while responding to the wishes pouring in from everywhere but without parting my lips as I feared it might attract the cautious faculty’s attention who was amazed with the sudden buzz in the class.
I hid my mobile behind the person on the front desk and started responding to the plethora of wishes coming on the section WhatsApp group whose title was now changed to ‘Congratulations Pravin’ with my photo as the group icon.
GIM Placements and sshhhh…The Place-Com!
Like most B schools, GIM too has its independent Placement Committee, managed entirely by elected student representatives, a.k.a the Placement Coordinators, who look after the summer and final placement of the two batches.
Almost the entire batch had a feeling of repulsion against these Place-comers (as is the case in other B schools as well!) due to varied reasons, but two most common reasons, inarguably, were
- Their bossy behavior, and
- GBMs (General Body Meetings)- a fancy version of batch meetings these Place-comers used to conduct
Since I converted through waiting list, I started my classes almost a week late. Thus, apart from attending regular classes I had to also complete my admission formalities in between lectures. But the schedule was so tight that I hardly got any spare time.
Morning lectures began at 8.45 am followed by two back to back lectures of 90 minutes each. Lunch break was scheduled from 1.35 pm to 2.15 pm.
To avoid the rush I had to run towards the cafeteria, stand in queue along with 500 others to get my meal, finish it before 2.15 pm and come back sprinting to attend three more lectures scheduled for the day.
“I slept late the previous night as I was researching about the company. For some reasons the alarm didn’t ring and I overslept. When I woke up, the process was over.”
It was a tough time. There was no rest in the evenings too as I had to prepare for the case studies and presentations scheduled for the next day. To make it worse, there would be these GBMs scheduled at odd hours which were compulsory at any cost.
Since I joined late, I missed a few GBMs and thus wasn’t aware about the placement rules discussed there.
Could I have been more stupid?
Soon the placement season began and we started receiving company mails from placement coordinators. I applied for every marketing company on campus, but to my surprise, none of them shortlisted me for their process.
I thought my CV is not strong enough, so I met some seniors who suggested a few changes to my CV. But even after implementing those changes the problem continued.
I was yet to sit for my first placement process. This went on for a few months until one day, when I was browsing through my mails, I came across the ‘instructions mail’ from placement committee. On reading that I was stunned! For all my application mails I had used a wrong format and this stupid mistake cost me 8 big companies in a row.
As if that was not enough, I made the ninth mistake- The Grand Mistake!
The Grand Mistake!
A company had come to campus and it was mandatory for everyone to attend their placement process. I slept late the previous night as I was researching about the company. For some reasons the alarm didn’t ring and I overslept. When I woke up, the process was over.
I was called to the placement cell to seek clarifications about my absence. I conjured up a story and narrated it to them. But they weren’t pleased and barred me from applying to any further company on campus.
I thought that’s the end of my placement story but fortunately I had ‘correctly applied’ to three more companies before I was barred, for which I was eligible to appear. Out of those three companies, two backed out from the placement process and the third one hired me for their project.
I closed my mailbox and typed a search query in Google- Budget places to visit in Kerala.
Yes, my internship posting was in Kerala and that too without a stipend!
I was all set for my first-ever long distance train journey (thanks to the internship!) and it was a journey to remember.
Not just because it was my first-ever train journey, but also because of the hilarious encounter with the chaay-wala.
I extended my stay in Kerala after a 2-month internship and that is when I did the first every solo-trip of my life.
Here, have a look:
Solo Trip Day 1:
Solo Trip Day 2:
Solo Trip Day 3:
Solo Trip Day 4:
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