The thrill of the morning paper
For almost a month now, and perhaps for 13 months in 2012-13 and 12 months 1989-90, I have had a blissful experience of the morning paper, literally in my hands.
When I shifted to Bhilai in 1990, it would be The Times of India, Delhi edition being delivered in the evening. The newspaper would come by air to Raipur and would be delivered in the evening. So the year long luxury of fresh newsprint while I was in Delhi, came to an end. Logistics issues meant there would be no regularity of the TOI being delivered on time. Though it scares me now, but I must confess that for almost two years I had no morning newspaper to read. Gradually I shifted to Teh Hitavada and The Indian Express - Nagpur editions. When The Hindustan Times was launched from Raipur, I shifted to that as well. But my discomfort continued, so to speak. Even prior to 1990, I missed the morning 'national' newspaper having lived in smaller towns like Ranchi, Obra, and Muzaffarpur.
It was only in 2007, during a visit to Chennai that I came across The Hindu again after a gap of 17 years, having last read it while in Delhi. On my return to Bhilai, I immediately asked the newspaper vendor to start delivering The Hindu. First it was the Delhi edition, then Kolkata and finally Vizag or Hyderabad. But each time it would be a day or two late. But that chain was broken in December 2017 when I latched on to the 10-year special subscription offer and decided to subscribe to the digital edition.
So now I open my laptop at anytime I get up, which is usually around 4.00-4.30 am, which in a way coincides with the availability of the digital edition online, and sift through the 'pages', a cup of coffee or tea in hand. Till say around 6.00 am this liaison continues which gets extended if there s more material to read on Sundays and specific days, often at the cost of my morning walk. The smell from the newsprint is missing but the thrill of the morning news is fresh. And shall remain for another 10 years, at least.
When I shifted to Bhilai in 1990, it would be The Times of India, Delhi edition being delivered in the evening. The newspaper would come by air to Raipur and would be delivered in the evening. So the year long luxury of fresh newsprint while I was in Delhi, came to an end. Logistics issues meant there would be no regularity of the TOI being delivered on time. Though it scares me now, but I must confess that for almost two years I had no morning newspaper to read. Gradually I shifted to Teh Hitavada and The Indian Express - Nagpur editions. When The Hindustan Times was launched from Raipur, I shifted to that as well. But my discomfort continued, so to speak. Even prior to 1990, I missed the morning 'national' newspaper having lived in smaller towns like Ranchi, Obra, and Muzaffarpur.
It was only in 2007, during a visit to Chennai that I came across The Hindu again after a gap of 17 years, having last read it while in Delhi. On my return to Bhilai, I immediately asked the newspaper vendor to start delivering The Hindu. First it was the Delhi edition, then Kolkata and finally Vizag or Hyderabad. But each time it would be a day or two late. But that chain was broken in December 2017 when I latched on to the 10-year special subscription offer and decided to subscribe to the digital edition.
So now I open my laptop at anytime I get up, which is usually around 4.00-4.30 am, which in a way coincides with the availability of the digital edition online, and sift through the 'pages', a cup of coffee or tea in hand. Till say around 6.00 am this liaison continues which gets extended if there s more material to read on Sundays and specific days, often at the cost of my morning walk. The smell from the newsprint is missing but the thrill of the morning news is fresh. And shall remain for another 10 years, at least.
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