After completing nearly 7 months as a journalist, I do ask myself why Iam a journalist? Can be downplayed as a simple existential question which haunts a professional from time to time? Especially, in these days of economic recession where no one is sure when he is going to be driven out of the office? But, I feel, there is more to it.
After watching 59 hours continious coverage of Mumbai ordeal and reading saurav Mishra's write up as a survivor, I feel of course there is more to it.
Iam a journalist because from childhood, I have the nasty habit of poking into other's lives. I love society but always love to be preachy about all things. Change orientation is the vital factor which drives me into journalism but it's also the fact that I can't stick to one thing longer due to my fickleness.
I respect people for their work but also crave they should recognise how great Iam.
This may not be true for most of the journalists but very much the fact for rest of us.
