Satish Chapparike is a life science student who accidentally entered journalism classroom and overstayed there from the last 24 years. In between, he became a British Chevening Scholar, studied at Westminster University. From Prjavani to Wisden worked in print, television and online media. Trudged across India, Sri Lanka, Nepal and United Kingdom, he has written stories on everything from politics to sports. Also an author, he has penned six books in Kannada and was honoured with Karnataka Sahitya Academy Award for one of his works. Presently, Satish is working on an English non-fiction ‘Invisible India’ and Kannada short story compilation ‘Garbha.’ He wants to remain as an honest and humble student of journalism forever and do what he likes the most - telling untold stories to the world.
Recently, Amar Singh, a once-flamboyant politician who is now lying low, dropped a bomb in his usual style, saying, "Prime Minister Narendra Modi is planning to propose Bollywood superstar Amitabh Bachchan's name for the next President of India." While no one takes Singh very seriously, his comment comes at a time when speculation about Pranab Mukherjee's successor is heating up.
About 20 villages in the drought-hit Navalgund taluk of Dharward district stand as a stark contrast to the calamity prevailing in the neighbourhood. A majority of farmers in these villages are unaffected by the drought. They are able to cultivate crops and keep them healthy by sufficiently watering them, and are making profits.
The problem with the saffron fringe is that it does not understand the gravity and the importance of the situation. Here is the greatest opportunity for a right wing leader - Narendra Modi - to emerge as one of the finest statesmen of India since Jawaharlal Nehru, but his own supporters are slaughtering his chances with their cow politics.
A few months ago, I got an opportunity to be inside the world's biggest community kitchen, along with some of my American and Canadian friends. On that early morning, our 20-member team went for an amazing field visit on the outskirts of Hubli in northwest Karnataka. As we entered and stood inside that three-storied Akshaya Patra kitchen complex, I had vivid flashbacks to my schooldays in the 1980s.
There are two types of editors in today's media world. The first type work absolutely for their owners, they are invested in their position, political connections and hefty salary. The second type is a much rarer breed. They will fight with their bosses day and night, ethics matter to them, they stand up for journalism and journalists. They are true editors. And a star among them was a certain 'Lucknow Boy' - the veteran journalist Vinod Mehta who passed away on Sunday morning in New Delhi.
My sincere request to those people behind this meaningless reconversion drive is this: first and foremost, do some introspection and check if you have remained true Hindus in your actions, in your mind and heart.
In the court of 'Justice' Chittibabu, those caught on the wrong foot are not spared and never go scot-free. And, justice is guaranteed for those who are the victims. People in and around Chintapalle believe him to be the core and respectfully obey his order.
Every dialect of a language is the essence of local culture. It is not just a medium of communication but a force that binds several cultural phenomena together and gives a strong sense of community and rootedness.