Today is the death anniversary of #RajendraMathur, an eminent journalist and later editor of @NavbharatTimes, as I wanted to know more about this gentleman I browsed and browsed, but didn't find any..
Reason - He was against both Congress & Communists...
And then I realised, why our country's 4th pillar of democracy is in utter shambles..
Raising the standard of editorial leadership!
Hain?
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Dismayed, I ventured further & what I saw was disturbing...
The latest statement issued by Editors Guild Of India is against GOI for questioning Toolkit Presstitutes..(screenshot)
After calming down myself, I turned to the column History of Indian Journalism..
What I read made
Made my head spin, literally I was shocked...
These so called journalists brush aside "First War Of Indian Independence" as mere Revolt & Mutiny,
(Screenshot Last Paragraph)
is this the quality of journalism & standards they are promoting?
Shattered & still feeling dizzy, I
moved to another column to see who's heading this Hypocritical Guild...
You will be surprised to see those names & their background.
It's no wonder, the golden era of journalism is gone forever.
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On her 152nd birth anniversary, let us revisit a tragedy called #KasturbaGandhi.
The First Image is Kasturba Washing Gandhi’s Feet.
Bharatiya History witnessed two Over Hyped characters; both of them treated their wives with utmost contempt not acceptable to humanity.
They were
Gandhi and Nehru.
The Real Gandhi MISTREATED his family, Once he wrote a letter and I quote
"I simply cannot bear to look at Ba's face, the expression is often like that of a meek cow and that in her own dump manner she is saying something".
Born on April 11, 1869 at Porbander,
Kasturba was elder to Gandhi by 6 months, she married Mohandas with whom she played since her childhood.
The person whom she married was a SEXUALLY OVERDRIVEN husband who later took celibacy without her consent.
Infact, MK Gandhi left Kasturba in 1908 for Hermann Kallenbach,
#KrantiveerSardarSinghRana
There were none like him & there won’t be in future.
Story of an Exiled Freedom Fighter who earned Billions with the sole aim of liberating Bharath & spent every penny for the same.
Rana was born on the auspicious day of Shree Rama Navami on 10-4-1870,
a classmate of MKG at school, Rana finished his graduation from Elphinstone and Fergusson College, where he came in contact with Lokmanya Tilak and Surendranath Banerjee.
Rana Passed the Bar-At- Law examination from London. Received his degree of Barrister in 1900.
He served as
a translator to Jivanchand Uttamchand, a jeweller from Cambay who was in Paris for World Trade Show. He became an expert and began a jewellery business trading in pearls.
He was a founder member of ‘India House’ at London. Along with Pandit Shyamji Krishnavarma, Madam Cama and
Bankim Chandra Chatterjee – An Author/Reformer
In this thread/post, I’m deliberating the characters of the women in his novels and in the end leave the choice to readers for judgement.
Was he Communal/Patriarchal as claimed by WOKE’s?
Bankim Chandra’s early literary efforts
were produced in verse. In 1853, he brought out two volumes of poems entitled Lalita and Manasi, but after this Bankimchandra discarded poetry for fiction. Under the influence of the contemporary craze for writing in English, his first novel, Rajmohan’s Wife (1864)
Bishabriksha
(1873) is his first social novel which centres on the plight of widows.
Krishnakanter Uil (1878) is a realistic social novel and revolves around a widow’s socially inhibited love and its grim tragedy.
Bankim wrote in the preface to Krishnakanter Uil that, “novels are expositions
ಚಿತ್ರ - ದೇವರ ದುಡ್ಡು
ಸಾಹಿತ್ಯ - ಹುಣಸೂರು ಕೃಷ್ಣಮೂರ್ತಿ
ಗಾಯನ - ಪಿ ಬಿ ಶ್ರೀನಿವಾಸ್
ಕೃಷ್ಣಾ, ಹೇ ಕೃಷ್ಣಾ, ಕೃಷ್ಣಾ
ಗಾಳಿಯ ಪಟದಂತೆ ನಾನಯ್ಯ
ಆಡಿಸೋ ಸೂತ್ರಧಾರೀ ನೀನಯ್ಯ
ಒಳಗಿನ ಕಣ್ಣನು ತೆರೆಸಿದೆಯೋ
ಗೀತೆಯ ಮರ್ಮವ ತಿಳಿಸಿದೆಯೋ
ನಾನೇ ಎಂಬ ಭಾವ ನಾಶವಾಯಿತು
ನೀನೇ ಎಂಬ ನೀತಿ ನಿಜವಾಯಿತು
ಶ್ರೀ ಕೃಷ್ಣಾ, ಹೇ ಶ್ರೀ ಕೃಷ್ಣಾ
ಹೇಳಿದ ನೀತಿಯ ಕೇಳದೆ ಹೋದೆ
ಕೇಳಿ ನಡೆಯದೆ ಅವಿವೇಕಿಯಾದೆ
ಎಲ್ಲವು ನಾನು, ನನ್ನದೇ ಎಂದು
ನಂಬಿದೆನಯ್ಯೋ ಶಾಶ್ವತವೆಂದು
ಎಲ್ಲಾ ಸುಳ್ಳು, ಎಲ್ಲವು ಪೊಳ್ಳು
ತಿಳಿದೆನು ಇಂದು, ನಾನು ಮಿಥ್ಯ ನೀನು ಸತ್ಯ
ನಾನೇ ಎಂಬ ಭಾವ ನಾಶವಾಯಿತು
ನೀನೇ ಎಂಬ ನೀತಿ ನಿಜವಾಯಿತು
ಶ್ರೀ ಕೃಷ್ಣಾ, ಹೇ ಶ್ರೀ ಕೃಷ್ಣಾ
ಹೆಂಡತಿ ಮಕ್ಕಳು ಬಂಧು ಬಳಗ
ರಾಗ ಭೋಗಗಳ ವೈಭೋಗ
ಕಾಲನು ಬಂದು, ಬಾ ಎಂದಾಗ
ಎಲ್ಲವು ಶೂನ್ಯ ಚಿತೆ ಏರುವಾಗ
ಎಲ್ಲ ಶೂನ್ಯ, ಎಲ್ಲವು ಶೂನ್ಯ
ಉಳಿಯುವುದೊಂದೆ, ದಾನ ಧರ್ಮ ತಂದ ಪುಣ್ಯ
ನಾನೇ ಎಂಬ ಭಾವ ನಾಶವಾಯಿತು
ನೀನೇ ಎಂಬ ನೀತಿ ನಿಜವಾಯಿತು
ಒಳಗಿನ ಕಣ್ಣನು ತೆರೆಸಿದೆಯೋ
ಗೀತೆಯ ಮರ್ಮವ ತಿಳಿಸಿದೆಯೋ
ನಾನೇ ಎಂಬ ಭಾವ ನಾಶವಾಯಿತು
ನೀನೇ ಎಂಬ ನೀತಿ
ನೀತಿಯ ಕೇಳದೆ ಹೋದೆ
ಕೇಳಿ ನಡೆಯದೆ ಅವಿವೇಕಿಯಾದೆ
ಎಲ್ಲವು ನಾನು, ನನ್ನದೇ ಎಂದು
ನಂಬಿದೆನಯ್ಯೋ ಶಾಶ್ವತವೆಂದು
ಎಲ್ಲಾ ಸುಳ್ಳು, ಎಲ್ಲವು ಪೊಳ್ಳು
ತಿಳಿದೆನು ಇಂದು, ನಾನು ಮಿಥ್ಯ ನೀನು ಸತ್ಯ
ನಾನೇ ಎಂಬ ಭಾವ ನಾಶವಾಯಿತು
ನೀನೇ ಎಂಬ ನೀತಿ ನಿಜವಾಯಿತು
ಶ್ರೀ ಕೃಷ್ಣಾ, ಹೇ ಶ್ರೀ ಕೃಷ್ಣಾ
ಹೆಂಡತಿ ಮಕ್ಕಳು ಬಂಧು ಬಳಗ
ರಾಗ ಭೋಗಗಳ ವೈಭೋಗ
ಕಾಲನು ಬಂದು, ಬಾ ಎಂದಾಗ
ಎಲ್ಲವು ಶೂನ್ಯ ಚಿತೆ ಏರುವಾಗ
ಎಲ್ಲ ಶೂನ್ಯ, ಎಲ್ಲವು ಶೂನ್ಯ
ಉಳಿಯುವುದೊಂದೆ, ದಾನ ಧರ್ಮ ತಂದ ಪುಣ್ಯ
ನಾನೇ ಎಂಬ ಭಾವ ನಾಶವಾಯಿತು
ನೀನೇ ಎಂಬ ನೀತಿ ನಿಜವಾಯಿತು
ಒಳಗಿನ ಕಣ್ಣನು ತೆರೆಸಿದೆಯೋ
ಗೀತೆಯ ಮರ್ಮವ ತಿಳಿಸಿದೆಯೋ
ನಾನೇ ಎಂಬ ಭಾವ ನಾಶವಾಯಿತು
ನೀನೇ ಎಂಬ ನೀತಿ ನಿಜವಾಯಿತು
ಹೇ ಕೃಷ್ಣಾ, ಹೇ ಕೃಷ್ಣಾ
ಕಲಿಸದೆ ದೂಡಿದ
ಸಿರಿಯಾಳೋ ಮನೆಯಲ್ಲಿ ಮನೆಯಾಳು ನಾನಿಲ್ಲಿ ನನ್ನ ಹಾಡಿಗೆ ಬೆಲೆಯೇ
ಹಣೆಯಲಿ ಬಡತನ ಗೀಚಿದ ಬುದ್ಧಿ ಮೇಲೆ ಕಪ್ಪು ಮಸಿ ರಾಚಿದ
ಎಲೆ ಹಾಕಿ ತೆಗೆಯೋನು ಹಸು ಎಮ್ಮೆ ಮೇಯ್ಸೋನು ಸೋಪಾನಕೆ ಸರಿಯೇ
ಇರುಳಲ್ಲಿ ಬರಿ ಭಾವಿ ನೋಡಿದೆ ಹಗಲಲ್ಲಿ ಹಾರೆಂದರೆ ಹಾರಿದೆ
ಆ ರಾತ್ರಿ ಗಂಟೆಂದರೆ ಹಾಕಿದೆ ಈ ರಾತ್ರಿ ಹಾಡೆಂದರೆ ಹಾಡಿದೆ
ಕೈ ಗೊಂಬೆ ನಾನು