60 Days- Internship and Beyond!

The typecast that I was holding in my head the Public Relations is all about media relations and press coverage were broken when I was briefed about the project at the first few days at ING Vysya Bank Ltd.

First days are not very perfect! You are lost, clueless and scared of the new. Starting a new project was not very scary. I overdosed myself with chocolate and I didn’t cry, did pretty well I suppose. “Wow, so cool!” I reacted with Chandan seeing the huge building of ING; clicked pictures and whatsapped all my friends, Silly, I know. It is absolutely funny to think about it even now, after two months.   Though interns were not expected to be on time, reaching office routinely at 9:30 lasted for a week

I was interning in the CUSTOMER EXPERIENCE TEAM (CXT), headed by Mrs. Aparna Premchand a level headed boss, who understands the objectives and communicates it clearly to the fellow teammates. Customer Experience Team, a wing of the products team, was responsible for understanding the customer grievances and developing new products and innovating existing products to satisfy their needs. 

The learning I have acquired from the place is immense. From a person who never opened her own bank account, today I speak few banking jargons then and there. I threw a few at my dad, he was proud! To listen, I learnt and to ask questions, even if it is as silly as, “where do I get cheap food?” To build friendships and make acquaintances. I swear, I was not a good friend of Chandan’s before here, I wished he was dead (kidding! You never know). Now, he is a friend. Likewise, my team members, I am sure they would guide me throughout even if I wouldn’t be professionally acquainted with them in future! Give importance to everybody- Though my birthday was on the day after the internship, the entire floor got together to celebrate it. It made me realise how much these little pleasures of life would matter to anybody!

The experience at ING Vysya Bank, as a corporate communication intern was very different than expected. I was brought out to a whole new perspective to PR beyond my classroom and previous industry experience. I realized a very important factor that knowing the industry or beat you are working with is very crucial, without which any amount of work one puts in becomes unwise. We were given a proper walk-through to the entire process of the bank, how an account opens, till the closure of an account. We walked through all the operations and service process of ING Vysya Bank. Overall, it was an introduction to banking and an induction to the corporate world for me.

Not considering that we were just interns, they gave me complete ownership of the project. Though it made me pretty nervous for error, it made me more responsible about the project. Considering it to be one of the most important project, it was bold of them to give us the responsibility, but it surely did better for me as an intern, to work and deliver better. Proud I felt, when Anantha Raman, Head- Products, appreciated us and gifted us with a watch. Even when we were scared to take an extra step, the entire team encouraged for us to go forward. It was definitely an amazing 60 days!

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Just because two people fight

It doesn't mean that they hate each other.

There is no fight without care

And there is no care without love.

We will be one person today

And change into an entirely different one tomorrow.

We might look at the same thing in an entire different way.

But one thing that doen’t change is what defines us.

We might like someone and trust them so deep

And at the next instant become worse enemies.

But, true love doen’t know to hate

And if it hates then don't call it true love.

No two people are the same; Nor anyone 

Should be what the other person expects them to be

True relationship is understanding the difference and

Still standing besides each other.

Don't love before you decide

And don't decide after you love.

For love is not buying a television set

There is no replacement or exchange.

If you cannot give a commitment

Then why the hell did you give one

And if you decide to break up, Stop

And think why you kept it for so long.

For relationship is not a something we buy

In a supermarket; To throw it away if its broken.

It deals with heart, So try to fix it.

For you might not regret later for not trying.

You are my moon

That was a romantic night
The sky was clear and,
The moon stood so near.
And, it was indeed, a romantic night.

And i stayed there, close to my window
Staring at the clear dark sky,
Full of stars silky and shimmery,
And, it was indeed, a romantic night.

There was a sudden light, flashing on my phone
Indicating tha a notification is on,
I took my mobile to see your text,
Ofcourse, sweetie, i miss you too.

With me locked up here,
And you locked up there,
We thought it was easy, but we were wrong,
Ofcourse, sweetie, i miss you too.

I wish you were here, so i could tell it loud,
That I need you, more than the sky needs a cloud,
I wish we were holding hands,
For you make me happy than every star in the sky.

Though we fight like silly and go mad,
Its only great times we have always had.
With you i have cried and laughed,
For you make me happy than every star in the sky.

Ofcourse, sweetie, i miss you too
And, it was indeed, a romantic night
For each star says how much i love you,
Oh yes baby, you are my moon.

Red, purple, blue, green, and yellow

Today, I saw few butterflies flying around the room.

Butterflies of all the colours, spreading joy in their wings

Red, purple, blue, green, and yellow

Their flight was so pulchritudinous and alluring!

Flying up, they were talking their own stories and laughing on their jokes;

Didn’t stop to notice someone noticing them fly with amusement.

Their colours were so magical, that anyone would lose their mind in them.

Red, purple, blue, green, and yellow

The magnificent Red one, in the middle of its gossip, looked at me.

The purple one created magic in its look – the look that worth more than money.

The ‘yoyo dude’ blue one was the youth of the group I guessed.

And the green had balanced thoughts which I could say when it glimpsed at me.

The ‘smiling princess’ yellow adorned its wings with wisdom and joy.

They were different in colour yet their flight was with joy and togetherness.
Red, purple, blue, green, and yellow

All the butterflies were foxy and all of them were mesmerising.

I bet nobody would stop looking at them

For, they were colourful and lovely.

Red, purple, blue, green, and yellow

Yes, I was starring at the plain walls.

Yes, there were no butterflies at all.

Yes, I was google-ing over the internet surfing the meaning for colours.

Red, purple, blue, green, and yellow

And this is what boredom brings to us.

MY DARK ROOM

I shut myself in a room of darkness.

I was so scared of the outside world,

That, I had shut myself in a room of darkness.

I was tired of the accidents that I met and wound that I got,

So I did shut myself into this room of darkness.

I then wanted to get back and started pull myself to normal,

But I found myself chained in the room of darkness and the keys lost.

I craved for candlelight in the room,

For I was locked in this room of darkness.

Suddenly, rays of sun light filled the room.

It broke the doors of the room of darkness and came in just for me,

It unchained me and held me tight, giving me more than what I wanted.

I was so happy for the light that I was jumping and singing.

Though I really love this light, for that it came only for my smile,

I was reluctant to it.

Though I loved that this light gave me back myself,

I preferred to go back my room of darkness.

I chained my arms and locked myself again in this room of darkness.

Now, I am thinking from this room of darkness,

Am I afraid of the outside getting hurt again?

No, I am not a coward.

Am I so used to the dark?

No, I am scared of it.

Then why am I locking myself into it?

Am I a fool?

But, I am still shut in this room of darkness.

What makes a day the best one

It is awesome when something we desire happens the same way. Today afternoon as I was going through the pictures in my phone to find a good wallpaper, I found a picture where a little girl was enjoying the rain. I felt, “I wish it rains today. Sigh. But the sun seemed as if he was really angry today. Hmmm” And then goes this story.

There was this ‘we’ innocent little friends (‘innocent’, ‘little’ are used for a dramatic effect. The ‘we’ and ‘innocent little’ will never go along :P) who came out of a hall after their work. The ‘we’ couldn’t see anything but rain. The downpour was heavy H-E-A-V-Y that for once they thought they had gone blind. And from that ‘we’ there was one cute girl (yeah it’s me :P) who wished that it would rain and who will always be delighted to play in the rain. The cute girl was so excited that she could hear her favourite song from the BGM (again a dramatization. The music was her phone ringing). She was very excited, like EXCITED as if India won the ICC world cup again. But, BUT the cute girl wasn’t able to get into the rain as she wore a beautiful white dress looking like an angel (this is not dramatization :P).

The innocent little friends waited long for the rain to go away (they really didn’t want it to happen as they were mesmerized with the rain’s beauty). Finally they gave up as they knew that their parents would be worried and started home (they actually wanted to get wet in the rain :P). So the cute girl along with the sweet girl and the naughty girl (they are the other friends of the ‘we’) got into the vehicle (triples we went. In emergency cases traffic rules don’t give us a choice) and they found the road missing (found missing. Hehe. I am falling in love with the language now :P). The city looked like it just healed from a heavy flood. Another water water everywhere experience (to read the first one, you have to go down the blog).

The rain was so hard that we felt it was not rainfall but pinfall; the thunder and the lightening seemed to have a big fight with each other; the vehicle’s break suddenly became too adamant to work. Splashing water from the road, poking rainfall, breakless vehicle, blindfolded us- no one would call it their best day. But to the ‘we’, it was the best day. The fun that they had during that ride, they’ll never forget- silly comments, dirty jokes, irrelevant gossips, meaningless laughs, stupid little fights and the most desirable rain- made their day the best.

Thus the story ended like a fairy tale- HAPPY ENDING. I will say that this is the best rainfall I ever had in my life along with my dearest buddies. Maybe as I am writing this, even my friends are talking about their best rainfall to their parents now. With friends even the worst experience of life becomes the most cherishing one ever. That are the ones who make a day the best one. Love you girls :)

I spoke to the sun

Once I saw the sun rising between two buildings,

I looked at him shining with all its glory, giving light to people in darkness.

He looked at me back and asked “Why are you shining so much today?”

Maybe he hasn’t seen me before, or did I really have a new shine in me then?

I smiled. I knew the answer.  He smiled. Cuz even he knew it.

I told with pride that its cuz I have my friend.

So the sun asked “What is it like to have a friend?”

I said, having a friend is the best thing that could ever happen in anyone's life.

Friendship is like walking on seashore during sunset teasing each other and holding her hand, feeling secured that she will be there even when others fail.

Friendship is like jumping into the water, mostly pushed into, where the moments of fear will vanish when she jumps after.

Friendship is like sitting next to her in classroom, still texting each other, just because the smile we get on our face when we read those meaningless texts after we get back home.

Friendship is like the emotion you get when anyone asks her for an extra pen, she gives them the third one, keeping the second one for you.

Friendship is when she is ready to take even three of us in her vehicle, though I have a vehicle, jus because she doesn’t want to leave me alone for few seconds too.

Friendship is like a block in a jigsaw, without which your puzzle of life can never be solved.

The sun smiled at me and said, “Now I see why I saw you brighter than myself this morning!”

I turned to my side, my friend was holding my hand. We smiled at the sun back and left.

LYING EFFICIENTLY

“Sorry ma’am, my grandfather is sick”, “Sir my car broke down”., are the normal lies that we usually hear everyday. But does it workout always?? NO. But why?

The less dependable lying signs are the ones on which we have most control, such as words, because we can rehearse it many times before the play. This is how most of the politicians and actors sound very convincing when they are lying. But if they are closely watched, it is easily predictable that they are lying. Most of the lies are caught by the gestures a person makes automatically, because they have a little control or no control over them. For example, Men and women both increase the number of gulps of saliva when lying, but this is usually noticed with men because of their enlarged Adam’s apple.

MOST COMMON LYING GESTURES

1.     THE MOUTH COVER: The hand covers the mouth as the brain instructs the body to suppress the non-supporting words that can be said. This gesture shows the opponent or the person you are lying to clearly that you are hiding something. The “shhhhh” gesture (finger’s placed vertically over the lips) is used as an attempt to tell themselves not to reveal the truth.

2.     THE NOSE TOUCH: This gesture can either be a several quick touch below the nose or one quick; women perform a softer nose touch than men, probably to avoid the smudging of their make-up.

3.     THE EYE RUB: This is the brain’s attempt to block out the unwanted or the useless things he sees, or to avoid having to look at the face of the person who is being lied to. Like nose touch, men do a vigorous eye rub than women, because women tend not to smudge their make-up.

4.     THE EAR GRAB: The ear grab is the symbol that is used by a person to signal that he has heard enough and wants to speak. The ear grab may be rubbing of ears, Finger Drill – where the fingertip screws back and forth inside the ear, pulling the ear lobes or bending the ear forward covering the ear hole. In Italy this ear grab, however, is used to indicate that someone is effeminate or a gay.

5.     THE NECK SCRATCH: The index finger scratches the side of the neck below the earlobe indicating a signal of doubt or uncertainty. The verbal version of this gesture is,” I’m not sure I agree”. It can be very obvious if the verbal language contradicts the gesture, like someone uses the gesture and tells, “I can understand how you feel”, but they don’t.

6.     COLLAR PULL: Desmond Morris was one of the first to discover that lies causes a tingling sensation to the soft skin of face and neck, and this is why we get an itchy feeling to satisfy it. This gives a good explanation as to why people use collar pull while lying and the suspect have been caught during the research.

7.     FINGERS- IN-THE-MOUTH: This gesture is an unconscious attempt by the person who feels under pressure. This gesture can be connected to lying as it is an outward indication of an inner need for reassurance thus giving guarantees and assurance.

Body language is easier to fake with men than with women because, overall, men aren’t good readers of body language. This also explains why women are better liars than men. Men do not notice the body language of women thus believing the words alone. The other reason is women tend to tell complicated lies than men.

Now, we know what are the gestures or body languages normally used while lying. But can we fake it? The general answer is a ‘NO’. There is a lack of congruence that I likely to occur between the main gestures, the body’s micro-signals and the spoken words. For example, open palms are always associated with honesty but when a faker, although, holds his palm open and gives a convincing smile, his micro signals contradict and gives some other signals that do not go with his open palm. The reader easily tends not to believe it. To add on, the body signals are connected to the verbal language. Thus when we tend to fake the gesture the verbal language does not coincide with his gesture and making it difficult for him to utter the lie clearly. The fakers can only pretend for a short period of time.

Source: The definitive book of body language by Allan+Barbara pease

My Thing.!

Today this sudden thought struck into my stupid brain. Why am I into this visual communication? Why am I into this creative media? What I really want in my life? And loads of craps like that.!!

Hmmm let me go through the choices I had for college! What if I was an Engineering student? I got a 160 something cut off which would surely get me settled in a local engineering college. Many of my class mates scoring less than mine are learning (!) engineering in some college (I have no clue about the name of the institution (!)). Screw it. Let’s consider if I was in an Engineering College!! I completely suck in Physics and Chemistry but, I have a love towards Math (definitely not the higher level mathematics). Though I seriously don’t have guts to flunk over my semesters, I’d have never passed my internals.! So Engineering was a bad idea for me! Then came the choice of me choosing an M.Sc. in  software..!! GOD.! That was really a bad idea.! 5 yrs in the same college with same science that I dreaded all over my school life is definitely not a better option.! Engineering would have been better than me choosing this one.! B.Sc Maths? That was really a boring thing to do I guessed. A set of boring students, Boring teachers… Man that’s gonna be really tough said my mind voice.! Then came the choice of so many B.sc which all the parents will feel comfortable to join their kids(!) in.! But it was a BIG NO from me for all the choices!

What only I want then? I thought that most of the choices that I was given above was totally not mine.! Then came the crave of becoming a fashion designer.! WOW I thought. A bunch of creative students as my class mates, a set of freaking cool teacher, creativity all the time and nothing to sit and mug up about.! And this thought made me think that fashion designing was my thing.! I tried hard to get into India’s no 1 institute NIFT! And I half made my dream.! Cleared out the tests.! All India ranking of about 412 I guess that waitlisted me for the group discussion session.! Then came this huge thing. The counseling (not the engineering college thing) at Delhi that was not at all possible for me to go as my grandma was sick.! God.!!! End to my dream. I have a attitude.! If I don’t get it where I want I never ever wanna get it in my life.! I know it’s a stupid attitude.! But I am helpless about it.! And thus fashion designing was out of my hands that I still regret about.!

Then I thought ‘ok creativity and enjoyment is what I wanted’. So visual communication was my other choice.! Weird set of creative freaks all around the college taking photographs creating something painting the rooms and what not I thought.! The thought of viscom gave refreshment.! Advertising, public relations or event management being my majors I thought I’d surely enjoy these three years like a total freak.! And the sight of the dull biscuit colour walls surely made me sleepy on the first day.! Though few of my friends were really freaks or just people who are born to party (guys) and gossip (girls), the syllabus was not like what I thought.! May be I expected more… May be fashion designing was also the same… I really had no idea.! Still I loved the subjects though they were not as practical as I thought.! But now I am here into being a PRO or an event manager or a journalist (!). This will be me for the up coming years.! Yes I m loving it.! No regrets about it.! And that is why I chose viscom.!

WATER WATER EVERYWHERE!!

A dark evening..!! HEAVY RAIN..!! May be it was raining CATS AND DOG..!!

And there were innocent three (mom, my cousin and Me.!!) sitting inside the theatre who did not even realize that it was raining..!! Then came out the three seeing the scary dark sky..!! “ஒரு வேலை மழை வந்துருமோ??”  But it had already rained..!!!  Awesome climate it was..!!!

When the innocent three came out, they found the ROAD MISSING..!! WATER WATER EVERYWHERE..!!! Normally it takes 3-5 mins for a two wheeler to reach Nava- India from Lakshmi Mills. But today it took nearly 20 mins for me to ride from there..!! OMG water..!! “SPLASH...!” We got drenched with mud water..!!!! Auto nearly drowned into the “river” running..!! There were almost waves on road..!! OMG... really really awesome..!! I never thought I will be in this situation anytime in my life..!! Rode veryyyyyyyy slow..!! Nearly empty fuel..!! TRAFFICCC..!!! Water (river to be more precise.) WHOA..!! I call it an experience..!! Deadly experience..!!! 

Exam

EXAM.. A creepy word of every student's life..!! Days that turn our life upside down..!! Generally exams are held to test the learning ability of a student..! but in turn it shows only the copying talent of us... No one touches the book unless its the night before the exam..!! it s still very amusing that the time we open the books everything other than the book seems interesting.. we plan numerous sacrifices like; Facebook, Orkut, Skype, TV, songs, games, roaming around, phone calls, sms, sleeping etc... But at the end of the day we'd realize that we spent our time only on the above and not with books..

Exam s the time when we get soo many calls and msgs asking if we are done and there is always a li'l amount of joy when a friend says that he/she dint touch the book yet..!!! Then we slowly open through the pages of our notes (xerox copies to be more specific..!!) We go through the syllabus first and plan the study time (which most of the time fail..!!) and start working out our first plan..!! suddenly we'll tell to ourself "I'll call her(him) and ask if shez(hez) done with this portion and ask her (him) to explain..!! whoa great idea.." and take our mobiles.!! GONE..!!!! We start gossiping about someone, scolding the faculty for not teaching properly and then the topic goes to the latest movie, vacation plans weekend plans, KFC, etc.. and we totally forget about the examz the next morning..!! It'll be too late we realize that we have a exam going on and turn to the pages again..!! maximum fifteen minutes we will be able to hold the book... Zzzzzzzzzzzzz...!! there we go sleeppiingggg over the books..!!

This will surely be in lifes of most reading..! Examz have become vacations for us..!! no classes, one and a half hours( though the exam timing is 3 hrs) spent in college..!! We do enjoy a lott.!!! Examz are no longer headaches (except for the time when butterflies fly in our stomachs the hour before the examz start). We proudly say, "Machaaa....!! i'll flunkkk!!! yeaaahh..!!!" and at home "Mom I hav done well..!! surely pass..!! "

There are surely people who sit with books all time..!! BOOKWORM..!! they surely miss a great part of their college life..!! Be lazy and lethargic..!!  Enjoyy life..!! Live life King size..!! But make sure you dont end up with arrears, redo's and carry forwards..!!

Mon Monde

Entering into the blogger's world..!!! I really don't know how its gonna be. Started with an enthusiasm coz many of my friends are good bloggers, very good bloggers. Some write with a motive, and others write jus like that, random topics, unforgettable incidents, their fantasy, passion and wat els.. Wats my blogging motive? I really dont know..!! "Mon Monde" a French word that corresponds to "My World"- you may expect that I may write about myself, or something related. Yes, May be, I will. But my blogging will not be constricted. Though I m not a good writer, I love writing! I write random things, unusual things. I should have named my blog My bizzare world.! late realiation.! 
Wat my first blog should be about? May be, I should write about myself..!! Anisha- Means constant; unceasing. lol. But I am not a constant minded person. My mind gets deviated very easily into a fantasy world. I do dream a lot..!! I am a Communication student; Aspiring to become a public relations proffesional or a journalist. Professions that involves a lot of risk but at the same time awesome.! Hmmm.. Wat els about me? A normal Indian gal who is always into her world full of fantasies, gossiping a lot.! Loves to make a friends with everyone, but close ones are few.! 

Mon Monde is full of life, smile and enthusiasm that aimless-ly writes something on the blogging wall( I m a good facebook-er too). So people, here I am, into the blogging world.! Welcome me with cheers.! I may not attract you with my language. I am an amateur writer, trying to improve my writing day by day in possible ways.! Welcome to Mon Monde!