Showing posts with label Journalism. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Journalism. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Day 178/366

There's an unwillingness to go
But an excitement to finally see
What a career options holds
For an aspiring writer like me.

For years I've waited for this
A chance to prove my worth
Tomorrow's test will finally tell
If of reporters there's a dearth.

Years of writing comes down to this
The job I've hoping for
I'll tell you what fate holds for me
Once I walk out of the editor's door.

Sunday, June 3, 2012

Day 155/366

Since I was a kid, I've always had a passion for learning; I am easily fascinated by things I don't know and I try and gather as much knowledge on a subject as I can if I'm even remotely interested. This was something that I picked up from my father, who was the one who got into the habit of reading newspapers every morning from a very early age. Even if I didn't know what a chief minister's official job was, I would know what he/she was upto by reading the same name in all the headlines in Telegraph and browsing through the articles. I'm not bragging but school was never really 'difficult' for me because I actually enjoyed the process of attending classes, taking notes and writing tests; this alongside sports and extra-curricular activities that I also took pleasure in participating in.

Today, our education system has changed beyond my recognition and I'm still trying to figure out why. There are children killing themselves in anticipation of bad results, there are parents booking a place for their kids in preschools as soon as they're born and there is this unnecessary pressure on everyone's head to be a topper. I'm not saying that it's okay to be mediocre but we are robbing generations of children of a carefree childhood thanks to today's system of learning. (And let's not forget the new trend of every ten-year-old wanting a Playstation or an iPhone or other such gizmo to show off to their friends.) Playing the blame game really isn't an option here because everyone will deny any accusation: parents just want 'the best for their son/daughter' without bothering to ask the kid if he/she even aspires to be an engineer or a doctor; kids are trying so hard to keep their parents happy that they forget to dream and speak up; the government lives off our money and fails to provide good education to those who need and deserve it a.k.a everybody!

Sure, you have the occasional changemaker like Teach For India which comes up and takes the nation by surprise. It is noble to give up 3 years of your life for the cause of education for all. But how many 'fellows' are there who are actually doing this for the right reasons? In my friends circle, I know people who are going to be taking part in the program. Some have a genuine interest in this. But that's a hasty generalization to make for the rest considering I also know of people who applied just because no other career option was working out and teaching seemed an 'easy enough' way of making Rs 16,000 a month.

The most obvious culprit for this level of competition being brought into a student's life is capitalism and globalization, which has allowed the privatization of the education sector. A parent is apparently rendered helpless to the changing times and has to urge their offspring to be the best because the child does not realize the implications for the future. Somewhere, there is truth in this. When I was studying in Rishi Valley, I was not really concerned about colleges and careers. (But it's not like I gave my mother a reason to complain since my studies went on well because I enjoyed the subjects.)I was blissfully oblivious of the tensions of the outside world and spent my evenings playing volleyball or secretly cooking Maggi or going and sitting on some hill and writing. But this post is being written because I know that it isn't the right ideology to blame and I'm not sure what is. In my sheltered education in boarding school, I lost out on feeling the pressure, which I probably would have had I continued in Calcutta. As a friend pointed out, 'policy paralysis is the issue with education in our country, not capitalism.' Quite true.

In Symbiosis, I had no chance but to start thinking about it. I know I paid more than was required for my college education. Other universities in India could have given me the same amount of knowledge. But my college overworked me! And forced me to use each of my vacations to do an internship. In other words, it prepared me for an industry (media) that is not kind. I got a firsthand experience of it before I joined it and it gave me the option of quitting before I can start. A lot of my colleagues have changed their career path because of this. I'm not one of them.

As of now, my stint with formal education is over unless I find a course that intrigues me and makes me want to take it up. In print journalism, there is only so much that one can study in theory. I can't wait to start working and learn on the job. If there is stress in my life, I know that I won't end my life over it. (Or at least I hope I don't) If I get killed for reporting the truth about some politician/don/corporate honcho, so be it. It's a pity to sit idle and not work if you've been well educated. My parents have invested in my education till now and it's time I return the favor. I hope others in my generation do too.

Saturday, April 14, 2012

Day 105/366

Those seemingly insignificant dreams
They're the ones you ought to hold,
To be a scientist or a pilot,
It's not so hard as what you're told

I wanted to study calamities,
To understand Nature's wrath.
But soon I'll be a reporter,
I'll write about the floods.

Interconnected stories,
Dreams twisted and torn,
Don't give up on them just yet
For a specific reason you were born

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Day 94/366

Till now, most of our TV news assignments in college have been inside the college campus. Today, we were sent  for an outdoors shoot. We took the tripod and camera on bikes & got to the venue. Now here's what the story was about: the Mundhwa-Keshavnagar gram panchayat put up flexes overnight in public chowks with the names of tax defaulters given in big bold letters. In other words, they used public defamation as a means to an end. On the part of the non-payers, their justification for not paying up was that they were not getting what they were paying for: functional roads, drainage and water. Fair enough. Our point was to go find out what was happening.

Now, ignore how the story fared out; I want to get to the point of this post. What I realized was that people are willing to talk in the most dramatic ways possible to get on television. I saw the crowds gathering around the guy whose byte we needed and just posing. I've only seen that happen on TV till now and today, I saw it happen in front of me because we said that we're from an online news portal and not college students (that's a tactic used, apparently or else they don't take you seriously). I am aspiring to be a print journalist and I know that it's not at all this easy to get quotes; you really have to work hard to extract the information you need. 

It's just a scary realization since I haven't really seen TV for the last 7 years (no TV in boarding school, couldn't afford it in college). If the day comes when there's no need for newspaper reporters, I'm stranded. I love writing news stories. I just don't want to imagine having to go in front of the camera and pretend.

Friday, January 6, 2012

Day 6/366

I finally cracked it! I finally figured out why I hate some of the modules of my subject. Especially Audio-Visual. I am a final year almost-graduate and while I say I specialize in Journalism, I know it is only a half truth. We are still forced to give exams on subjects like 'Camera and Lighting' and 'Post-Production.' Why? Because there are lesser Journalism related subjects to teach us.

I'm not going to say that I find film studies boring - that is a whole different world of brilliance and there are some teachers who have taught me about Hitchcock and Flaherty's films with such passion that it's hard not to want to listen. It's only the technical nittigritties that get to me.

Now to the genius-in-my-mind realization I had this morning a.k.a the point of this post: Since my first semester, I have committedly resisted studying about the technicalities of photography and cameras - exposure, iris, aperture and what not! This is possibly and probably because I like clicking what I feel like with the idea of experimenting in my mind, I don't want to be taught how to capture a moment. Also, I believe that photography is a lot to do with luck. If you just happen to have something frame-worthy in front of you and a camera in your bag, you're sorted. [Note: It's the natural, not posed photos that truly make for good profile pictures on Facebook. But then, that's my personal opinion.]

‎​Pretty much the same principle applies when it comes to learning about the different types of shots, narrative structures, transitions, cutaways and other such jargon. I just can't get myself to listen to the teacher because I've enjoyed my film watching experience too much. I'm one of those people who are meant to watch and enjoy and perhaps, critique films. Psychoanalyzing camera angles and looking for jump cuts is not my cup of tea. Make that cup of coffee, actually. I realized this when I forced my flatmates to come and watch Jaideep Verma's Leaving Home: The Life & Music of Indian Ocean with me because I really like the band and was helping in promoting their documentary in Pune. After the film, when they told me it was like a college documentary screening for them, I knew I never wanted that to happen to me. So, my mind just blocked out any technical education on films.

I just know I'm not meant to be studying these subjects at all. As the funny quote on the logo t-shirt goes: "I was born intelligent. Education ruined me". It holds true for me in this context. I have the love for cinema in my blood; just not the patience and will to enjoy breaking a film down. But I do like education. I love studying new things because I'm easily fascinated by new knowledge. And I think my main driving force to wake up every morning and face each new day is the idea of a new adventure, a journey to embark on. Perhaps alone; preferably with company.