“But, Sir, why me? There are so many other reporters. Why me?” Radha Srinivasan asked.
“You are unique,” My Iyer said.
“So? There are other people who are more unique than me.”
“Radha no more arguments, please. This is my final decision.”
“Ok, I give up!” and Radha stomped out of the editor’s office in stubborn resignation. She was an investigative journalist working for the newspaper The True Story.
“Why the long face?” Asha questioned her as she came out.
“What do you mean?
I have been transferred to the film desk!”
“What’s downsizing got to do with it?
“Come on, Asha. Do you think there would be the kind of scope I have in crime reporting as a Bollywood reporter? All I’ll have to do is chase the film stars and gossip about their private lives! Nothing else.”
“You’ll survive, dear,” Asha said mock seriousness and then burst out laughing.
“It’s easy for you to say that since you have been in the sports department since you joined this job. You love this job. You have not been shifted elsewhere all through this time. I joined this publication much later, about 2 years ago and I am being shifted! I want to resign, but I want to be self-sufficient and independent and this is the only way I know.”
“Come on Radha, be a sport. I’m sure you will do fine as the entertainment reporter. If not, we’ll all request Editor Sir to transfer you back.”
“Ok,” she sighed listlessly.
Radha’s first agreement as the Bollywood reporter was to interview an upcoming cinematographer, Syed Raza. Radha tried to put her mind to the task in hand, unwillingly and decided that whatever she had to do she would do with the same enthusiasm as she did before. Therefore, she requested the cinematographer that she would meet him on the sets to understand his work enough to be able to do justice to his profile article.
To be continued…