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Through my L’Oreal Kajal clad eyes.

As a little girl I was given any doll, any dress. You name it; it was right before my eyes.

As I grew up I experienced all the luxuries, you name it and it was there.

As I matured I made sure that I continued with this luxurious stint, you name it, I had it.


Venue: L’Oreal Head Office, Mumbai

Date: 9th April 2014

I had attained an internship in my dream company. L’Oreal. Being an MBA student specialising in Sales and Marketing what more could one possibly ask for?  However as humans always tend to overanalyse, I too did the same. What if??

It all became clear in a flash, the minute I stepped into the head quarters. WOAH!

I had yet again landed at a place I always aspired for. A place where I knew I would blend well.

And hence I thank L’Oreal for choosing each and every intern and making sure that this experience will be enriching and valuable.

A month has passed and still I haven’t gotten over how we all are given our freedom to think, to work and to enjoy. L’Oreal really lives up to its name – People here are really worth it.

As I come across different people I realise why they are here. Every employee is suitable and fits into the organisation. It really feels he/she is the right brick that has been laid into the right wall.


Professionalism and a kick ass attitude lie in every person working here. Sitting in the professional products division on day 4, I wondered how an office could be vibrant with cheerful music playing on one side yet maintain its professionalism with people attending calls and giving instructions on the other.

How could people be so level headed when something doesn’t go right and manage to throw a b’day party for an employee who turned 31 that very day?  All this done in true spirits and in an environment I would describe in one word- POSITIVE.

Challenges are welcomed with open hands and results are applauded rightfully in L’Oreal. As I enter the office in the morning and leave in the evening, a sense of security engulfs me knowing that I am at the right place to improve and contribute. The feeling a little baby gets on seeing its mother upon waking up every morning.

COMING UP NEXT:  My encounters inside & outside L’Oreal


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