{"id":14291,"date":"2016-04-07T10:42:41","date_gmt":"2016-04-07T05:12:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/internshala.com\/blog\/?p=14291"},"modified":"2016-05-25T11:40:08","modified_gmt":"2016-05-25T06:10:08","slug":"made-a-difference-in-someones-life","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/internshala.com\/blog\/made-a-difference-in-someones-life\/","title":{"rendered":"Made a difference in someone’s life!"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"MyName: Sreshta Sunil Kumar<\/p>\n

College: IIM Raipur<\/p>\n

Wish to intern at : House of Anita Dongre Ltd.<\/p>\n

How did I spend my first stipend?<\/p>\n

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During my third year of graduation, I decided to give myself a makeover. I started giving tuition at a nearby tuition center to be able to afford the new look. From the day I started the job to the day I had my first stipend in my hand, the makeover specialist in me dreamt, designed, and visualized the new look. My browser history was full off online shopping websites and the latest trends that were doing the rounds.
\nThen arrived the D-day! I was a step closer to my dream. A dream that I had been nourishing for a month and a half, received the seed funding. On my way back home, I stopped by a sweet shop to buy gulab jamuns for my family. The service in the sweet shop was too slow, which forced me to look around here and there. I saw a girl, leaning against one of the walls of the shop and writing something with a pen in a notebook. What I found weird was that the page was already written on with a pencil. No, she wasn\u2019t practicing handwriting, I was sure of it. Too intrigued by the sight, I asked her about it.\u201cMy parents can\u2019t afford so many books. I write with pencil till all the pages of the notebook are finished. Then, I start writing with a pen. This way I get to use one notebook twice.\u201d<\/p>\n

There was a girl who was just not ready to blame her fate for whatever she did not have. There was a fighter, who had a dream, probably for a longer time than I did. Her dream had the capability of making lives of four other members of her family better. My dream\u00a0seemed very selfish in front of hers.
\nThis inspired me to buy her a few notebooks, textbooks, and stationaries from my first stipend. My wardrobe was a few pairs short of the clothes I wanted, but the way I felt after buying her the stuff was eternal. That day, I felt rich.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n