What most people's perception of news photojournalist is that they are heartless and are emotionless people. If one as look it from the photojournalist's point of view at the end of the day he ensures that the whole world gets a first hand view of the accident.
I have been asked by hundreds of people whom I have come across these two decades of work asking me the same question, Are you heartless?
Well not so. Photojournalists are humans too and they do have a heart which does cry many a times behind a veiled curtain away from the preying eyes of society. Photojournalists become a subject of ridicule even by their fellow writing journalists who are named reporters, subeditors and many more such fancy designations of late, even after he gives them various leads in their scores of stories which they wistfully claim to be theirs.
Well lets us get back to crashes which gives me nightmares and why so, the first air crash of the A-320 in Bangalore made me cry as I noticed the charred remains of the passengers and more so of an two year old child who’s body was carried with bare hands by an firefighter. I covered the accident for three days, from the site to the mortuary and departure of the coffins to their respective destinations.
At the end of each day I looked at the published pictures which made me cry more and hit the booze bottle early in the day. This was one way of hiding my human side but ensuring that my paper had the best images on a daily basis. Which any good news photojournalists will agree too.
The Bangalore Air Bus A 320 Crash
The Site with the mangled remains along with charred beyond recognition of the victims in the Air Bus A 320 crash outside the HAL Bangalore airport on 14th February, 1990.
The plane, an Airbus 320 delivered to the national domestic carrier on Dec. 24, 1989, was carrying 135 passengers, 4 additional passengers who were infants not assigned seats and a crew of 7 at the time of the crash.
The Charki Dadri Mid Air Collision
These two air crashes were covered by me for the Times of India and The Hindustan Times respectively during my stint with them.
2 comments:
i lost a very close uncle on this disater. he was the only bangladeshi in the saudi flight, on his way to perform hajj.
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