When my Internship taught me about "Love" By Katherine Lightwood

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When my Internship taught me about "Love"

By Katherine Lightwood


A day ago, our in-house internship got finished and we were kicked out of our room. Not kicked out literally but is not allowed anymore. And everyone was so agitated except me. I kind of knew that what was happening but I was expected to be pissed off the most as that room became my personal safe haven. But somehow I kept my level of sanity in leash after hearing this drastic decision. Rather than focusing on the bad part, I tried to focus on the good part, what I learned and what I gained in those 5 months of internship.

Let's start with the first thing, I got chosen for the first time in my life when I expected a hard blow of rejection on my face. This was the first ever internship of my life that shape my career in a completely different way. During this time apart from tiresome work and super tight schedule I got to know about my worth. I captured some priceless and breathtaking moments in this room that gave me so much happiness that my brain hurts out of ecstasy whenever I remember those moments. After years of getting ashamed of my own image and vilified for my thoughts, for the first time I got a pat on the back for it.

I got to know some amazing minds who I thought only existed in my dreams. But no, they are real and it is real. Even though our time is finished now, I didn't grieve that it ended because nothing is permanent in life. You just have to move at a pace making sure to smell the flowers in the garden without looking back and without holding on to it or anything. Although it's hard I am trying to do that thing. 

Weird and strange it may sound but in the course of this time I cleared my understanding of 'love'. Yeah, I know very strange it to believe and is completely unrelated. But, trust me if you are in my place you would have known what I am trying to say here. Members of Digital Decatron or my colleagues were heartbroken peoples betrayed by 'Love'. They were poets and writers and their minds were stuck in a tornado of Hymes and songs about their beloved. I've seen them in despair and pain when they painfully sighed while talking about their loved ones. Strange it is for me but literally, every one of my colleagues had shared his or her tale of love in front of me. Me, who has no understanding and experience in this field and who is completely unromantic about the idea of love. The understanding of love terrified me and attracted me at the same time.

I've seen my colleagues stuck in love, crying their eyes out, getting their hearts crushed and still saying it's the best feeling of life. I am still confused after seeing them when they sit in the corner of the room and whisper in my ear about 'life has lost it's meaning' and 'heartache they get'. And somehow, this love has given me the countless source of ideas for my art, my poems and my stories. In between the blurred lines of being a void, I became a wanderer who picks these beautiful thoughts of people and shares it with the world. And I am blessed for that. Thank you universe for this time.

So, that was my thought of the day. To see more posts like this make sure to visit our main page. And Do not forget to visit our institute's page to know more about graphic design, 3D, animation courses and other awesome stuff. Till then good day to you.

Katherine Lightwood               

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