Editor’s note: This is the first among the winning entries from the Summer Internships Writing Contest. We received dozens of entries of which we are selecting those which narrated very real and eye-opening accounts previously unheard in the ballyhoo surrounding the glamour of the MBA degree. The author’s prize is on its way!
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After bleak months of no internship in hand, attending parties of my just-placed batchmates and facing yet another person for an internship interview, the endless pursuit to get a first job after joining MBA was in itself looking like a test of patience and self-belief.
Big as they may sound, the importance of both words dawns upon those who are not fortunate enough to get an early pick during the campus summer placements. I happened to be one of them. Trust me if you can — or you would be compelled to when I tell you how I eventually got my offer — a summer internship offer has little to do with one’s reasoning skills or subject understanding (by the end of MBA one realizes that the entire degree wasnt really meant to teach you either anyway!).
Getting an internship offer is about selling oneself to the note the recruiter may choose to play, or being able to bring them to your tune and making them feel like you belong to their fraternity.
A 45-minutes-long telephonic interview about my interests and expectations from the internship followed my resume shortlist. The job profile was clearly defined beforehand. The interview was supposed to establish my genuine interest and probable ability to deliver.
The final interview was taken by two of the company’s employees, who were to also mentor me thereon. They explained the project details and asked for my inputs about the way forward. I had to spell out the specific strategies I would use in the project. They interjected my responses with problems I would encounter in implementing those strategies and we talked about further possibilities. They wanted to ensure that I knew how hot the stove would get and be ready to accept the responsibility.
And then the offer happened. I was to do my summer internship with one of the biggest chemical companies in the world. I had managed a big name on my resume much to the envy of more than you would like to believe. So now you know that starting early does not matter; your luck does.
This company sold raw material for the manufacture of paints, coatings, dyes, inks, etc. My project was confined to the paints and coatings business segment of the company. There are elaborate paint and coating uses and applications that I mastered in the very first week of my internship, but it is irrelevant to dwell about them here. Interest in the subject of the business comes so naturally when you know your actions are making a difference to the company.
The pan-India project I was involved in included four of us, each responsible for the four directional zones of India. My summer project involved identifying North Indian companies of a particular segment in paint and coating manufacturing and making a plan to increase the visibility and market share of my company among them.
Reporting to the National Sales Manager with four guys breathing down my neck at the local office seemed to be a very scary proposition. But things were about to change. I was provided with a list of companies all over India dealing with paint and coatings one way or the other. This list had distributors, dealers, manufacturers and even competitors. My first job was to research and sift the list to zero in on the target companies.
The first two weeks passed by looking for information on the Internet about more companies and adding them to the list. I was simultaneously calling the companies I had information about to assure their existence and relevance for my project. The market plays its tricks. Some traders misled me to believe that they were manufacturers so that they could collect information from me when I visited them. Time, effort and resources went in vain as I visited every such location. One quickly learns not to get frustrated and react!
With week 2 over, I had a list of about 500 companies in my domain to target. In the next 15 days I visited companies situated in the remotest areas of Delhi, Faridabad and other nearby areas.
The project mid-review happened in the presence of all the four guides and their boss. We had to brief our progress in the bygone month and present the action plan for the next month. The seniors were patient enough to provide a friendly ambience and offered advice in case someone was lacking somewhere. My mid-review went better than my expectation. I had covered considerable ground in terms of numbers and a visit to six north Indian states was next on cards. I had to plan the entire schedule and complete the work in exactly one month.
One good thing: My company never interfered with what I wanted to do.
One bad thing: They didnt care to find out what I was upto.
The environment was very liberal but I had to show results in the end and thus work was mandatory. I had to be responsible for my own actions. I had been running away from such situations for 23 years!
I lived out of my suitcase for a good 25 days because otherwise I wouldnt have been able to complete the tour. My visits to different states were very enriching. I was travelling to all the places for the first time in my life. I witnessed the difference in the working culture and behaviour in various regions. I learned which states I would trade for, if I ever had an option.
For example, people in Rajasthan are disciplined and always start the work early with the owner being the first one to reach the factory whereas in Delhi work doesnt start till 10 am and the ‘saab’ will not reach the office till after 11 am. People in Uttar Pradesh have no interest in market research but they very well know how to push their product into the market. Companies in Madhya Pradesh are doing very well in their territory but they complain that the big companies have forgotten about the heart of India.
Encounters with customers ended up being the most enriching. A customer in Uttar Pradesh discussed politics and lamented about the terrible condition of our country for an hour but when I mentioned the project I was there for, he gave me a spiel about doing something better and worthwhile with my life for another half hour. He never wanted to discourage me and he mentioned that a dozen times in those 30 minutes.
During this time I realised how difficult it was to face an actual customer when you always have to be on your toes to acknowledge all his/her little comments and idiosyncrasies. One time a customer never asked me to sit down and I had to talk to him for an hour standing up even as my legs were actually killing me. In another case a customer provided me a 20 kg paint distemper bucket to sit on because all the chairs were occupied by his friends. Well, I had expected much worse but perhaps it was the reputation of my company that helped smoothen the visits.
As I prepared for the final showdown it proved very cumbersome to include all my experiences in the presentation but I managed to share them during and after the presentation. The final day saw us gearing up in anticipation of a pre-placement job offer, as we were told to create a timeline to apply the suggested plan. Hope is a tricky word. It can put you on for no reason.
Eventually, I would like to believe, they liked what I suggested and the last day ended up being an interactive session with the seniors asking for clarifications and sharing their own experiences from the industry. The journey was worth its salt. I tasted life as never before. With some myths broken some new faiths created, I move on.
Prashant Gupta is a student of MBA (2010-12) from te Department of Management Studies, Indian Institute of Technology, Delhi. An electronics engineering graduate from 2009, he joined DMS without work experience. He is passionate about reading and collecting books and is an ardent fan of professional wrestling.