DEAR DREAMLAND JOURNALISM

Dear dreamland journalism,

14^th JUNE 2012 is the date when I am jumping on your head and heart. I have no less intention than making an immense impression on you. 

My initial might have made it clear that I am passionate, ambitious, devoted about journalism. If these lines could not convey it let me say it categorically that I have a single pointed agenda to be with you, to live on you, to die on you. I hope you are fertile enough to be productive.

Let me say at the very outset that I never thought to be journalist at the age of 5, 10, or 15. Nor did I come to understand journalism after passing 10^th or 12^th. I was a common student as others. Being a science discipline student I too thought to be an engineer, a teacher or a government servant like DM, policeman, army man. But the final year of graduation forced me to be career conscious. Out of that consciousness which was more of confusion, disappointment, dilemma, came the idea of going for journalism.

 Let me confess a fact that when I started thinking of journalism (3^rd year of my graduation) I did not even know what is MASS COMMUNICATION and what is JOURNALISM. So reading out these two words on JOSH the career supplement of a daily newspaper DAINIK JAGRAN I wrote a postcard to career counselor asking “what is the difference between mass communication and journalism”. That’s how I began my journey. Took an educational halt at IIMC from where I completed certification in radio jockeying and diploma in Hindi journalism.

Now this is my first inning as a media professional. I am placed to ABP NEWS.

I know your circumference is of infinite radius. Where there is every possibility of becoming a twinkling star or getting disappeared. Fortunately I am not in a mood of disappearing. I don’t expect you to be kind, soft or favorable to me. You keep your ruthless character going. You make me uncomfortable. You give me the hardest challenges. Check me, examine me, and judge me. But do not engulf my dues. Just remind me of my duties and ethics, if you can.

If all goes well I would be a proud creature on your land. You will have a worthy product in me. That too lead to enhance your fertility.

I always believe that expectation kills. Expectation pains you eventually. But I hope I would get least enough space on you to explore my dream, my passion and my ambition and make these fruitful. Do not ever consider my dream as a fiction as you might be habitual of. I have dreamed about journalism while sitting on the premises of absolute consciousness. My eyes were open and my mind was contemplating.

Thank you for giving me the initial space for landing. The journey begins now.

Yours

Neeraj Kumar Bhatt