Good journalism is like falling in love. It can happen anytime, anywhere. And in the least expected of places.
This Saturday night, my idle surfing brought me to a spot known more for shallow people mouthing what they call "attitude". I am talking of Zoom, our own TV version of Page 3 parties.
But it takes a Pooja Bhatt to bring out great minds....after all she has the right genes, among other things.
Pooja B interviewed Gregory Roberts, the author of Shantaram, a book on his own journeys now being made into a Hollywood movie.
Now, Greg B has peddled drugs on the streets of Bombay, before the city became Mumbai and he became a reformed criminal..an Australian Gangster Yogi of sorts. He was part of the underworld, and his work of faction, said to be 900 -odd pages ( I haven't read it, and I suspect the weight would put off most) is making waves as a work of literature-meets-pulpfiction-meets-philosophy. Part fact, part fiction, but all true, as it were.
The presence of Rahul Bose and Chunky Pandey, articulate, intelligent and dripping humour, completed a sumptous chat show.
Where else can you find an Aussie gangsta who talks of Moby Dick and admires Bollywood movies?
I don't know if other channels/journals have done justice to Greg Roberts, but Zoom and Pooja B certainly did!
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