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Tuesday, March 29, 2011

REFLECTIONS ON THE ‘COMPULSION OF REFLECTIONS’

Writing on our own self, even for the purpose of compiling your reflective thoughts and experiences is a dicey and uncharted territory, at least for me. Life is an unknown entity, and compulsorily jotting down every week’s experiences is like predicting beforehand that your life will every week throw up new things worth writing.
I enjoy every moment of my life, but it doesn’t mean that I have to learn something from it. Do we learn after getting drunk? Or do we learn something after playing a game of card, or by sleeping in the open, in front of the magnificent president’s house? No -never, we just enjoy it, and marvel at the beauty of the moment. That’s what I have been doing in my internship period, enjoying my life at Vijay chowk, outside the parliament’s premise. As far as learning part is concerned it is taking its own care. I think if you want to learn something, it’s very important to enjoy the process of it, unless we do it, the learning would be regimented and shallow.

Unlike Print, Television journalism, especially reporting doesn’t give you the luxury of time, preparation and choice. One has to make the best out of anything which comes his way. So, every day apart from the obvious president’s house and parliament building, some interesting and amazing people come on my way. For the last month or so I have been interacting with some senior television journalists and camerapersons, and actually living like a team/family.

Seeing them work and working along with them is a training which I couldn’t have gotten at any school or college. Being one of the most senior journalists of the channel they have an experience which doesn’t let them get perturbed, no matter what the situation is, for them it’s business as usual and there is always a better tomorrow. People are more concerned about what would be in lunch rather then what the prime minister is going to say in his speech.

Relatively young journalists see the world in a slightly different way . Every time they want to do something which could bring some change in the present situation, be it in their personal life, the news channel, or of the country at large. Their ideas may or may not pass the test of practicality, but they surely look very attractive, thought provoking and indeed gather some crowd. This exchange of experienced and new perspective balances the decisions which ultimately come out of their interactions.
Kulbhushan (Kullu paa ji) is a character without which the experience of vijay chowk would be incomplete; he is the senior most video journalist of our channel and has an influence which permeates throughout the vijay chowk, partly due to his huge frame and mostly because of his cool attitude. He doesn’t have to go anywhere for collecting any important bytes of important people as all the video journalists themselves come to him to transfer the bytes . He has a permanent place under a tree where he sets his unit and carries his job in the most sophisticated manner possible. Every sentence uttered by him becomes a legend.
Like one day on a hot afternoon, he said ‘’ the Sun should rise from the other direction’’ If he wants to drink vodka and a tea vendor passes him, he would simply make him run away by saying that ‘’this is not the right time to sell tea’’. Whatever suits him should be good for others as well.
These are some of the important people working for the same news channel in their different capacities. All of them are successful in their respected field.

Unlike, the image which they carry on camera, Political leaders are quiet chilled out and friendly to each other, you can spot two fierce rivals who were jostling for political space on camera , once off air doesn’t hesitate cracking jokes with each other. Most of the leaders without any official government posts come to vijay chowk to give lives, tic-tacs etc, and yes the post of Prime Minister is indeed very powerful and does wield its influence, if not in the cabinet, then at least on the road , through the so called ‘PM route’. It’s rare, when one sees the entire traffic being stopped at a distance of 500 meters, followed by the intense sound of siren which compels everyone to hold their breath for few minutes in anticipation, until the convoy gets disappeared in the thin air.




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