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Ek jamana woh tha jab puree hosh o havas mein woh news pada karta tha. Uski yehi aada se har jawan ladka aur ladki journalism ke duniya mein yehi soch rakha karta thy ke woh ek din uske jaise banegay. Woh Badshah tha.

News ke duniya ka woh Superman tha. Waqt guzarta gaya, woh age bada… Badte badte woh har manzil pe thokar khane laga, kamine waqt ke thokar ne usse chillane pe majboor kar diya. Itna chillane laga ke pura desh usse Mute mode pe sunne lage. Woh frustrate nahi hua, woh Superman tha, Mute pe bhi woh kaan ke pardhe fadne ki takath rakhta tha, aise uski adbhoot kala thi. Par kaash uski yeh khoobsurat kala ki logo ko kadar hoti!

Gali gali ke bacche jo seedhe haath apne naak poocha nahi kar sakte, uspe joke banane lage. Memes ki aandhi si chal rahi thi uske naam pe. Chai ki dukan ho yar mausi ka maakan, uske jokes pe subha kab shaam ho jati pata nahi chalta.

Jaise haar raat ki subha hoti hai, woh fir se jaga. Naya naam aur naye rang mein. Chillana fir se shuru hua, baal aur bade! Woh girte julfon ko jhalkake news chillana, woh tange utha ke stage ke beech naach karna, woh mujhe kuch do, kuch do… Haat ke ishare karte debates karna. Uff. Kaun kar sakta hai yeh sab beeshvi sadhi mein. Jigar chaheye!

Dil aur Kala ka Sangam chaheye. Uske jaisa koyi nahi! Ek lauta hai woh. Desh ka nanha rakhvhalla hai woh!

Dil dukhta hai jab usspe aach aathi hai. Aj woh daba hai, par jhuka nahi! Woh fir udega! Apne komal haatho se pankh banake stage pe morni ki tarah jhumeyga woh.

Kissi ke makhmali haathon se firse daana chugega aur Desh ko fir se Mute pe jabardasti remote dabvaye ga woh.

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