“Man Tera raazdar tha hee nahi;
Ab zindagi mujhsey sawal na kar”
(This heart could never keep any secret
of life;
Why do you my life propose so many
questions)...
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Sayed Mohsin Raza, Journalist, Islamabad
The previous blog piece on Narendra Modi’s ‘Diwali Milan’ outreach to media tried to ignite
a debate how hypocrisy has sought to murder today’s media credibility in India.
I started journalism in late eighties …actually during my teens. Journalism
though was unattractive financially and glamourwise, as many youngsters think
today, to me it was not only a different and an exciting thriller of a
profession. Actually after my ‘adventure with science’ flopped miserably like a
pack of cards, JOURNALISM emerged as my SAVIOUR! To give it a romantic flavor –
after my grand mom – Journalism became my first love ! The encouragement from
senior Naga journalists and my All India Radio 'guru' Asheem Poddar is worth cherishing.
And thus I remained only ‘non-Naga-journalist’ working with local papers in early 1990s in the state for quite some time covering political headhunting and insurgency!
No wonder, and often heard certain unscrupulous
elements stating that my wings ought to clipped. So the thrill was also a bit
risky?
And the ‘first love’ adulation remains and no wonder
my wife finds journalism ‘her chief of rivals’ in every other sphere of life –
perhaps including past-mid night and on bed!! Sorry, I am not getting vulgar!
Books and newspapers more often accompany me and my pillows.
So when one finds the same ‘beloved’ Journalism in
the shape as it is today -- conceivably I must try to draw a distinction
between old school journalism – as I understood in my humble wisdom and hailed
– and the journalism of today – where I am almost misfit!
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“Blo…. Journalism…is like that,” my onetime roommate
Shashi Kumar Nair, ex-PTI colleague, used to often say and try to console me.
But what’s that ‘old school’ journalism? Before one
ponders into a debate, it ought to be stated that most editors in the town have
given up that ‘old school’ and hence this casualty stage. Difficult to find
role models! You have guessed it right.
Bertrand Russel once wrote: “Religions grow old like
tress unless reformed from time to time”.
Journalism too like everything
dynamic – like religion - in this world needs changes. But journalism has actually ‘changed’ pretty fast and possibly towards a wrong direction.
It
needs a reform today but the bigger challenge is - it has to come inherently.
And this looks difficult under the given circumstances largely because selfish
motives of glamour and money have struck people. And sadly even freshers
joining journalism in India today are guided into the noble profession with
motives.
I am not suggesting earlier generations were saints.
Things started deteriorating almost by the turn of 1990s. This coincided with
liberalism of economy and advent of television and so called pink paper
(business) journalism. The new era journalism brought in packet journalism and ‘gifted’
press conferences! Slowly the standards reached higher scale – it got mixed up
with demand for flats, foreign junkets etc. Owners and Editors were no sacred
cows (or any other animal) too!
Thus - the stage
where we stand today.
My understanding of journalism – which perhaps need
not fit into today’s definition - is basically that - it is an ethical game
guided by commitment of individuals towards the profession.
This is a shortage
today as very systematically things have been destroyed. In today’s journalism
and especially among younger generation and even colleagues from our era, we
find certain mandatory provisions lacking.
These are wide reading,
inter-disciplinary approach and importance of detachment. In fact we have just
the opposite ‘virtues’ prevailing in today’s journalism. The vanishing act of reading
has brought in mediocrity and below average qualities.
Hence – even senior political journalists would not
know that Jammu and Kashmir assembly elections are held every six years and not
five!
On moral front,
‘jugadu’ journalism is the key stepping stone today – more so in large
cities Delhi, Mumbai and various state capitals. Journalists no longer talk
about ‘stories’ or working in challenging situations as opportunities! They
talk about junkets, getting into official patronage and in the long run even
closer to the throne – where it suits.
Some journalists and journalism organizations have
second generation syndrome – because their papas and uncles thrived in
practicing the ‘wrong’ kind of game – so you have generation next doing the
same and doing it more intensely.
And when it comes to doing journalism per se – news
channels and news papers have given up the role of ‘providing information’!
Social networking has made life almost like a
nightmarish puzzle.
Legendary Nikhil Chakravarty once said, “If can see
the world going up in flames, your job is to communicate that there’s fire so
that people can call the fire brigade”. But switch on the TV channels and you
will tend to believe – journalists believe its their role to play the fire
brigade. Hence covering Narendra Modi or writing about BJP means - you have to write against them.
You have to
take up the role of a secular or ‘sickular’ player ! I have no issues with
citizenship – the problem is with ‘neo-activism’ as the same anti-Modi brigade
will do anything for selfies and the same crowd will try get closer to Arun
Jaitley. Result is country’s Finance Minister is also known as the ‘Chief of
Bureau’. Thus the real story about
journalism is far from over.
(ends)
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