Saturday, April 30, 2005
Update
It's been almost a full year without a major template change. So here goes. It's dedicated to all the pisceans in my life. And there's nothing fishy about it since it loads correctly on Firefox!
Friday, April 29, 2005
Woohoo! I'm a post graduate now!
I'm a post graduate now. And that approximately means that I've got a piece of paper I can use in the loo, when I run out of water.
It's funny how I got this far, academically. Funny, because I always found myself struggling to come to terms with what everyone else around me could easily grasp. Funnier, because I passed out last year from the university with a 3rd class, and still ended up in a PG classroom that was full of university toppers from around the country.
In retrospect, I gave all those university toppers, a fairly good run for their money.
Got our diplomas at one really shitty excuse for a convocation, today. I had grand plans to make a mockery of the event, by making the final issue of Dontlook public. Couldn't do it because the copies couldn't be printed on time.
It became fairly popular, I heard. Saw people falling over each other to get their copies. Personally, it was more satisfying than any lab journal or story board or radio bulletin that I must have produced in the last one year.
Here's a screenshot.
It's funny how I got this far, academically. Funny, because I always found myself struggling to come to terms with what everyone else around me could easily grasp. Funnier, because I passed out last year from the university with a 3rd class, and still ended up in a PG classroom that was full of university toppers from around the country.
In retrospect, I gave all those university toppers, a fairly good run for their money.
Got our diplomas at one really shitty excuse for a convocation, today. I had grand plans to make a mockery of the event, by making the final issue of Dontlook public. Couldn't do it because the copies couldn't be printed on time.
It became fairly popular, I heard. Saw people falling over each other to get their copies. Personally, it was more satisfying than any lab journal or story board or radio bulletin that I must have produced in the last one year.
Here's a screenshot.
Monday, April 25, 2005
D'oh!
Had an interesting phone conversation with a friend today.
She works on the editing desk at a daily in Delhi. A couple of days back, she took an email for the letters to the editor section. The letter was sent regarding a news article on two lesbians in UP, who had decided to get married, and were getting plenty of press for it.
The person, in the letter, expressed his opinion on the gay rights issue, saying that it was great to see people coming forward, and demanding their rights. He added that revolutionary thinkers rarely find takers in their own time, and that people like BR Ambedkar and Raja Ram Mohan Roy too had to deal with stiff opposition before they could bring about changes in social mindsets.
The following day, after the letter had been printed, several people did a dharna outside the paper's Mumbai office and protested against the letter's content.
Were they homophobes? No.
They thought the paper was making out Ambedkar and Roy to be pro-homosexuality.
She works on the editing desk at a daily in Delhi. A couple of days back, she took an email for the letters to the editor section. The letter was sent regarding a news article on two lesbians in UP, who had decided to get married, and were getting plenty of press for it.
The person, in the letter, expressed his opinion on the gay rights issue, saying that it was great to see people coming forward, and demanding their rights. He added that revolutionary thinkers rarely find takers in their own time, and that people like BR Ambedkar and Raja Ram Mohan Roy too had to deal with stiff opposition before they could bring about changes in social mindsets.
The following day, after the letter had been printed, several people did a dharna outside the paper's Mumbai office and protested against the letter's content.
Were they homophobes? No.
They thought the paper was making out Ambedkar and Roy to be pro-homosexuality.
Sunday, April 24, 2005
In journalism, mindless courage can seriously bring you laurels. Your IQ may be that of a tomato. And your command over langaage might be that of a hominid. But if you have the balls to poke your nose into someone else's business and get a sensational new scoop, they'll tell you that you're worth your weight in gold. Remember that scene from Godzilla? The cameraman almost got flattened, but held on to the camera and got his shot. He barely escaped with his life. But he got all the high-fives and the slaps on the butt at the office.
I, for one, start trembling at the sight of the dogs near my office which bark at me, when I drive home at 3 AM.
I, for one, start trembling at the sight of the dogs near my office which bark at me, when I drive home at 3 AM.
Friday, April 22, 2005
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