(Im)partiality of NDTV


The breaking news of today is The Hindu’s and Wikipedia’s expose on former Prime Minister Rajiv Gandhi being a middleman for an arms deal. Every other news organization has it as their main story or at the least in the top 3. Surprisingly nothing on NDTV’s website. I guess when you are looking for controversy, its not difficult to find reasons to justify your delusions ­čÖé




I came across this youtube clip recently which if you listen carefully has the producer or anchor commenting on taking a pro-congress stand.

I obviously tweeted the link to NDTV but haven’t seen any official comments yet. It got me thinking back to the Nira Radia tapes where Nira Radia was asking Barkha Dutt to be a messenger between the Congress and the DMK. Searched for the barkha dutt denial interview and after re-watching, I’m not entirely convinced on her┬ádefense. It’s a 50 min video, so I’ve taken the liberty of starting it at the point where the interview gets interesting.

Make up your own mind on whether NDTV is impartial as they claim or are have more than a stake in the well being of the ruling Congress party.

Nataraja’s dance

I see blood, a lot of blood – on my legs, on my hands and on my face. All this blood is mine and there are the usual suspects – mosquitoes. Mosquitoes, why does it have to be mosquitoes.

I arrived in India to blazing sunshine which was a welcome relief from the cold of Chicago. But I had forgotten about Mumbai’s problem with mosquitoes. In the past it was usual to expect mosquitoes after the monsoon’s but recently they seem to have become a year round phenomenon.
After spending a few days scratching and slapping myself silly, I decided to take a more proactive solution. I cam across these badminton sized plastic electric rackets which can be used for killing those annoying creatures.
So now you see me doing Shiva’s dance of death every evening. A frenzied look passes my face every time a mosquito passes my view accompanied by wild swings of the racket. Any of my neighbors peeking in from their balcony will probably see a man not quite in his senses, wielding a badminton racket and a crazed look on his face lighting up every time there is an electric shorting on contact with a mosquito. Shiva crushed the demon of ignorance, my foe is the mosquito.