Attempting a middle
At last I have got a job. All these years of desperate anticipation has culminated in a small but seemingly prestigious job in one of the 'you should be there institutions'. Well, being a scribe is easy if you have bad grammar and an appetite for reading FIR's in a language that even you can claim to be worse than yours then you can make it without an element of doubt.
But this is true only of national dailies in English When it comes to magazines and dailies in the less glamorous colloquial scripts then things change, for there you have a lot of competent people who have nothing better to do than go around the place searching for so called human interest stories and get neck deep in trouble. These people end up as 'local national leaders' who have nothing else to do but fight against every second thing, which the government of the land does. Then they graduate into what every second person that has spent some time in politics does, you guessed it right, they start writing columns in the glamorous world of national dailies.
This is where people like you reading this piece come into play. Realising that our guy in the English dailies is not good enough you just stop subscribing to his works. When his pile of inventories, unsold books and unpublished articles, start filling up his otherwise spacious living quarters then realising his capabilities he goes searching for new grazing grounds in the language press. Rejection from this job is not the end of his march to salvation, he reincarnates himself in the role of a teacher and starts working in one of the many journalism institutes that have sprung up around the nation much to the surprise and anguish of the many aspiring journalists. These chaps end up leaving the place with a lighter pocket and a disillusioned mind.
Well, this is the way many of these so called trained English journalists try to write middles.
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