Five years have passed since I chucked a hi-profile white-collared job at the US Consulate to be what I am today: A Journalist... “who would change the way people think; who would fight for freedom, truth and justice; the one who would bring revolutionary changes with her weapon, the Pen; the one who would do her bit to purge this world of all ills and see that happen.”
Wish someone had warned me that the inside world of so-called journalists is darker than the outside world; where for every ‘Anna’, there are a million corrupt, avaricious ‘babus’ who, at the slightest protest by their right-thinking, righteous colleagues, turn into ferocious demons of death... I’m sad, very sad today n helpless too!!
