Tiny steps to a better future..

Sitting here in a cubicle that belongs to me for the next one month at The Hindu H.O in Chennai gives me the heebie jeebies (goose bumps i.e.). Not for once did I think of applyin

g for a print organization, especially to The Hindu. Not for once did I ever, in my wildest dreams think that they would approve of my application for my internship programme in the first semester. What a nail biting period it was; from the minute I pressed the “send” button in gmail, where the mail had my CV and acknowledgement letter from my university to the time I got a reply from the associate editor of Hindu.

An internship is meant for training; one might not be able to get a hands-on experience on-field. This was my assumption. I entered the office thinking that I will not be given too many opportunities as a full-time reporter would get. But guess what.. I got my first two assignments the day I joined.

After deciding to take a drastic step by moving away from the field of sociology and landing with a course like MS in Communication studies, I thought I would be the odd one out, you know. I assumed that it would be a rat race out there and that I will be in a class with people who have had some amount of exposure with regard to the various fields of media whereas all that I have ever dealt with in my undergrad was purely theoretical. To my surprise, it was not so. It was fantastic to be in a brand new course, with a new bunch of people although I was petrified within. And the fact that I had to apply for an internship, either in print or radio scared me more than ever. This was because the other people who would be applying along with me had an edge towards what they were going to do. Keeping my fingers crossed the only print organization I applied for approved of my application and here I am, sitting in my very own cubicle typing out this entry.

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