Why does time fly by so fast?

My professor always told me fall in love with your profession not your organization but you know how mistakes are they are always committed no matter how much you try not to.

When I came to this organization I never knew that work could be so much fun! I mean the people working here love this place so much that they leave reluctantly after the day’s work, that’s a great achievement for a company where people don’t dread to coming to office. There are people who even work on Sundays, that to willingly!

My organization (as I would like to call it) is very small in size with 20 people feverishly working together with so much of zeal it amazes me. There is formality in the informality here, in the sense that everybody is well aware of their responsibility and wont sulk away from it but at the same time they have loads of fun doing it. What adds on to the friendly atmosphere is the company’s set-up. It’s like a house - it has a living room, kitchen, bed to sleep on and finally different departments (client, studio, creative) at different parts of the ‘house’.

I had come here on a summer internship and am going back with a heavy heart. Sometimes in life you get attached so unknowingly to things that it becomes hard to let go. If I have to pin-point what is it that I am going to miss, I don’t know. It’s the feel this place gives me…the enthusiasm it so easily brings out it me and of course the people.

Before I came down here people had warned me about the supposedly crappy ‘advertising culture’ and the ‘bad influences’ it can have. Boy! Were they wrong! The culture here is of maturity and independence. Independence to be yourself and to be proud of it. Its strange but in our office there are more girls who smoke than guys and what is even stranger is that the guys are not ashamed to admit that they don’t smoke and girls don’t hide the fact that they do. It’s not the idea of being westernized it’s the freedom to decide your own course in life and the maturity of everyone around you to accept you the way you are.

Another striking feature of My organization is that nobody has any bias based on their positions even in their visiting card they do not mention their position in the company. Their mannerism reflects their attitude conveyed on the card. It’s a very small thing to do but it bridges a lot of otherwise felt gap. I was never comfortable calling people by their first names especially if they are elder but now I realize when you call them by titles like “Sir” or “Mam” you’re psychologically allowing a difference between you and the one you address. Calling by ones first name I feel removes all such distinctions.

I have learnt a lot here maybe less academically but more so to do with my personality. It had been amazing two months and would add on to my bag of good memories.

Farewell

Inspiration need not always be from great leaders it can come from anyone and from anywhere. For me my greatest inspiration was my Ad-guru. He never pampered me with praises nor did he fill my ears with flattery and the strangest thing is for a long time he was barely aware of my existence. My Ad-guru was a magician when it came to teaching, he could get the attention of those ‘to-hell-with-the-world’ back benchers and capture the imagination of those ‘nobody-knows-more-than-me’ nerds. He wielded his power over teaching with ease and I never realized how time could actually pass so quickly in his class, it was like a roller coaster ride as I sat amused in his every class. Every word that he spoke caught my imagination and the ease with which he flaunted his vast language really made me swell with pride that I actually had the good fortune to be tutored under him. He easily put to shame the other entire senior faculty who claimed to have “mastered” the art of teaching. One thing I learnt when it comes to teaching ,it does not matter how old you are what matters is how much you love what you’re teaching and how much you love your job and my Sir was a living example of it.

It became a challenge for me to get recognition from him I worked feverishly through the nights to get noticed by him. Finally after endless days of working he told me “Not Bad” for an ad I had made for an assignment and I felt I was just crowned and I beamed with silent pride.

I recently got the news that he was resigning and I was shattered. I didn’t know who I would look up to now, my guide my guru was now going away. Coming to college would be a drag now, nothing to look forward to, nothing to feel excited about. I never realized that he inspired in me the willingness to perform, to strive to be the best.He did not have to personally praise me or keep me happy with sugar coated words just the way he took pride in his job and his brilliance was enough to keep me inspired. He made me realize that I could put in long hours of work, he made me realize that I am no smaller than the rest of the them, he made me realize that quitting is never a solution for anything.

It’s wonderful to be in a position where you can actually inspire somebody to do better I wish one day I would be an inspiration if not to the world but at least to one.

Adios to my Sir….only good awaits him