A love over. A romance runs out. Affair stirred in the 50s at Lake Temple Road with The Statesman. Rare days Amrita Bazar Patrika. As a six to 10 year old, scanned the Sports pages of The Statesman; never went below the headlines; Pataudi, Abbas Ali Baig, Sobers, Kanhai ... stylists.... read their names and also Mohun Bagan, East Bengal, Balram, Chuni, Jarnail, Rehmatullah....a five minute job; and then at Sevak Vaidya Street, dwelt on The Statesman, the Monday last page, M.Krishnan column.....In the 70s, The Statesman dropped in favour of The Times of India, K.N. Prabhu, Joe, Leyland.....In Chenna it was The Hindu, never much appreciated it.... orthodoxy ..... never slipping or making mistakes. Grim. And as an old, The Indian Express. Over. Told newspaperman Patil to stop dropping newspapers... why, he asked, had no answer .... upset the entire day...Today, sipped coffee staring the window, no newspaper. Yes, me am living and laughing. From 6 to 71, a long time for an affection to end. Being a journalist all living, there is a tang of disappointment .... as if me am debunking me profession. Could be, dont know ....Friends, me wont do that. They said me do not change. Switched to iphone, a fresh instrument presented by son Ganesh and the social sites on wildlife, Thay, wire.in, scroll.in are a good read. Social sites deal with humans and animals and forests and cinemas and sports .....read a fine essay on P.V.Sindhu by Shirish Nadkarni... after a long, long, long time an honest piece of sports writing. And there is humour. Me has changed.
Tuesday, October 31, 2017
A love over
A love over. A romance runs out. Affair stirred in the 50s at Lake Temple Road with The Statesman. Rare days Amrita Bazar Patrika. As a six to 10 year old, scanned the Sports pages of The Statesman; never went below the headlines; Pataudi, Abbas Ali Baig, Sobers, Kanhai ... stylists.... read their names and also Mohun Bagan, East Bengal, Balram, Chuni, Jarnail, Rehmatullah....a five minute job; and then at Sevak Vaidya Street, dwelt on The Statesman, the Monday last page, M.Krishnan column.....In the 70s, The Statesman dropped in favour of The Times of India, K.N. Prabhu, Joe, Leyland.....In Chenna it was The Hindu, never much appreciated it.... orthodoxy ..... never slipping or making mistakes. Grim. And as an old, The Indian Express. Over. Told newspaperman Patil to stop dropping newspapers... why, he asked, had no answer .... upset the entire day...Today, sipped coffee staring the window, no newspaper. Yes, me am living and laughing. From 6 to 71, a long time for an affection to end. Being a journalist all living, there is a tang of disappointment .... as if me am debunking me profession. Could be, dont know ....Friends, me wont do that. They said me do not change. Switched to iphone, a fresh instrument presented by son Ganesh and the social sites on wildlife, Thay, wire.in, scroll.in are a good read. Social sites deal with humans and animals and forests and cinemas and sports .....read a fine essay on P.V.Sindhu by Shirish Nadkarni... after a long, long, long time an honest piece of sports writing. And there is humour. Me has changed.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment