News in Peril ….. by Punam
Before my sleep addled mind could align with my lazy bones
my hands would reach out for the crisp black and white
morning tea was incomplete without
worldwide view sans sentimentalism or sensationalism.
There was a time I used to carry a newspaper
while waiting at the post office, metro station or at the doctor’s
to avoid engaging with people
for the daily told the truth at a slant.*
That was the time when a fire in California could undo the reader
or a Wimbledon match energise everyone
burning issues of the far-flung world
condensed in 600 by 750 broadsheet.
Now the world has become smaller
our vision narrow and parochial
mired in local political concerns
narcissism triumphing over the canopy of universality.
Fires of nationalism fan fragile feelings
real news hidden in small columns on page 18
journalism on sale to the highest bidder
newspapers don’t carry the onus
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