Kabhi kabhi mere dil main khayal aata hai..

During my 3rd yr 2nd sem after my interaction with the executive editor of indian express, bishwanath ghosh, i felt journalism is cool. Moreover the books which i have read made a profound impact on me and made me realise that everyone is brought onto the world for a definite purpose. I felt the purpose for me being on the earth is to be a journalist. And i got my adrenaline punping and started reading the editorials of the newspaper. I read the homilies in national magazines. And suddenly i found intrigued in the machinations of politics. GDP was more interesting than the box office reports. Morbidity excited me.

Voila !! I thought of myself as a pulitzer winner who turns the world upside down with his lampoons. But the other day when i had lots of time(usually also i have) i introspected msyelf. And i mused to myself. If i wanna be a journalist whats my area of writing gonna be. I found some startling revelations.
They are as below :

Politics: I am no madhavan kutty to debate whether the advani yatras are good or not.I dont even remember the number of seats in rajya sabha and lok sabha. So politics is not my cup of tea.

Sports: Atmost i can write on cricket. Whenever a cricket match is going on there are already one billion reporters giving their 'vishesh tippanis'. I do like tennis but those terms seem arcane to me. Anwyays Reuters do a good job for national newspapers considering reporting of tennis matches. So sports will be outrightedly rejected.

Criminal cases: I know it dosnt need a soli sarabjee or ram jethmalani to be a criminal(no pun intended) journalist. But atleast one must need to know the lacunae occuring when a priyadarshini mattoo or a jessica lall is being denied justice. I dont even read john grisham. So minimum legal knowledge is lacking in me. So i would be doing a great disservice to my metier if i want to pursue criminal reporting.

Business: I dont know the difference between dow jones and NYSE. Leave aside nikkei also. I cant even tell the difference betweeN BSE and NSE. I dont know how the spikes are reached when a company enters into a merger or acquisition. My zero economic background renders me useless in this field.

Movie reviews: Since i watch movies a lot i can expect reviewing a movie. But unfortunately all the current movies being made are rip-offs from hollywood flicks. I have not watched much english movies in my life barring the james bond series and some other cult flicks. But sadly i missed many. So i cant even perform an analogy between the original and the rehashed flicks. So i better opt away from that.

Music reviews: Whenever a contestant in indian idol goes wayward-according to the judges- the judges main gripe is that "tum sur main nahi ho". Ergo i could never find the difference between the original and the one the contestant sings. I dont know whats octave, whats raag bhairavi, whats raag panchami, whats beethoven's seventh symphony and stuff. So musical reviews written by me would be read only by two persons. One is yours truly and other poor guy would be the editor !!

Book reviews: To do a book review one needs to read the book atleast three times without even leaving the caricature on the blurb. I can rarely read a book twice. Moreover i am no sunil sethi or mini kapoor to write a critique. It would atmost come out as a kitschy review with some references to the authors previous books and telling bout the characters in the current one. So i would better leave book reviews to the competent ones.

Technical writing: The sheer fact that i am chosing journalism over engineering, after four screwed up years, bears testimony to the fact that i have absolutely zilch knowledge in technical things.

Gosh !! What should i do now ?? Eureka !! Theres a refuge for me

Page 3 parties : I might not be a paras tomar but i can definitely be kandy(thank u archana puran singh). Just imagine the beau monde with all the P3P's under one roof. But damn !! After watching page 3 movie i loathe that job. So that makes me a virtually no job holder even after i complete my journalism course.

So the lesson to be learnt is that one needs to be stephenian(like swapna dasgupta or barkha dutt) or a doon school alumnus(like karan thapar or aroon poorie )to be a successful name in the field of print journalism. And i am building castles in the air that i will be at the same pedestal one day.

It was a great party

Graduation is one of the most memorable phase of anyone's life. But my graduation studies were more of a dilettante kind to say at the least. And I expected the same to happen at the farewell(Gosh !! my 4 years ended so soon). Being the first batch to pass out of the college our farwell function would be the yardstick for the farewell functions in the coming years.

Our principle strictly passed a caveat that the farewell cant be held in the ac halls of a hotel fearing that the boozers might wreak havoc. So we had to be contented with the drab surroundings once again (hopefully the last one). The function (if i can say so !!)held on march 29th went into full swing at 7 p.m. Our principle went on a didactic homily for half-an hour- sometimes i feel i can say what he wants to say- and then the staff took over. So far so bad.

But as the proceedings unfolded i was amazed at the show scripted by our juniors. The aparachitudu skit was mind blowing and hillarious. The grub was tasty.
The specially made cd really touched a chord of my heart. The background for each peron while receiving mementos was gr8. I had the takkari donga theme(thank u "dj" ravi). The well choreographed songs made even my leg shake a bit.This whole revelry went on till 12:30.

In short, wat i thought to be atmost a risque affair turned out to be a fabulous show. And thanks to this function i got a new shirt.

P.S: When i started this blog i never wanted it to be me,myself and my blog. But the gestures of my juniors made me write this piece. So if anyone apart from me who is interested in reading my blog wait for a few days.

Obituary:

The only ineluctable thing in life is death and the clutches of death did not spare our beloved HOD either.On fateful night of 21st at 8:00p.m. our HOD expired. He was 67. HE was a nice man whos sheer passion usdd to amaze me. His viva was frightening. Getting an A grade is no less than winning a templeton award. He used to be the google for all the teaching staff and students of the cse&it department. Though he finished his studies much earlier than may be even bill gates got the idea of a friendly desktop, his passion for teaching made him update everything happening within his precincts.

After his super annuation from au he cudnt face the prospect of enjoying his rest of the life. So even though he suffered from frail health condition he came as our HOD. I must confess that i havent listened to his single class due to my own useless indulgences(cmon backbenchers u can guess !!) but i will miss the citadel of our college. His parents were prescient enough to name him radha krishna because hes no less than the best teacher of india prof s.radhakrishnan.

But i guess he would not have mind dying in the fashion he did. Because hes still an active professor not retd. professor. I am gonna miss his telugu sametalu.

May his soul rest in peace.. Amen