Homage to journalíst
Homage to a Journalist K. Vikram Rao An old man goes to death. But death came to Kamaal Khan, who had just crossed 49. As the saying goes, perhaps Allah Almighty deeply loved him, so He called him so soon. In his last telecast last night (Friday, January 13) as a sensitive reporter, Kamaal commented on vanishing political morals. His regret was on rapidly defecting legislators, shorn of Ideological commitments. Kamaal’s bohemian habits in matters sartorial proved fatal. Lucknow had last night four degrees C. temperature. He was returning home after work, carelessly dressed. He suffered sudden stroke, never to breathe again. Was it a call of duty ? No ; cost of duty, Yes! I read Michelangelo who says : “death and love are two wings that bear the Good to the Heaven. Kamaal loved his wife (Ruchi Mathur Khan) deeply. Theirs was an inter-faith alliance. (I had attended the wedding reception at Raj Bhavan colony’s lawns.) So in his death Kamaal reached his next abode, the