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What’s the Flight Plan?

On love jihad and the failure of airline journalism.

The idea that people could be plotting and ganging up to sexually transmit religion belongs in the weird news section but inexplicably, it’s making headlines for the third time in two years. The myth of love jihad was investigated by the police and agencies down south a couple of years ago, when it was making lurid international headlines. No evidence was found, but that has not deterred the UP BJP from blowing on the embers to get the heat on for the pending by-elections. A word from the big boys in Delhi put an end to that, but a third wave picked up. Live India offered, “The truth about love jihad,” and IBN7 chimed in with, “Love jihad Part II.”

The legacy of Osama bin Laden — and that idiot who tried to set fire to his shoes in midair — is airline security mania. Stand still with your hands up while you are electronically felt up. No liquids allowed, and no monkey business either. But here was Ranjeet Singh Kohli — accused of being Rakibul Hassan, of marrying a national-level shooter while pretending to be a Hindu, and coercing her to convert to Islam — suddenly corralled in his window seat in a plane by a thundering herd of journalists. The plane was on the tarmac at Delhi airport. The tarmac is off limits to all life forms except airline and airport staffers, and yet the journalists had surged down an aerobridge and leapt aboard with all their hardware. Last year, TV reporters and crews had bought tickets on the flight that Tarun Tejpal took to Goa to surrender to the police and turned spycams on him. But all they got out of the alleged Rakibul was: “Please let me out of my seat.” So pedestrian, it takes the air out of airline journalism.

Meanwhile, Lalit Modi is free to fly home and Times Now had him beautifully framed by the Thames and Big Ben in the background. His hair has turned grey on account of his sacrifices for cricket but going by the camera angle, it looks like he has a nice pad not far from Lambeth Palace. “I can go out there (to India) with a straight face,” he said. “Can’t call me a fugitive because I ain’t one… I have a war plan, I am a master strategist.” Inscrutably brilliant sloganeering, as always, but that FEMA matter still awaits.

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There’s trouble in the offing for people planning to marry. NewsX headlined legislation called for by the Madurai Bench of the Madras High Court, prescribing pre-marital potency and frigidity tests to stave off growing post-marital discord. This is an idea whose time is centuries past. No serious medical researcher would give the slightest credence to the predictive value of such tests, which must measure so many factors that the result would be useless. It’s bad enough that such tests remain in use, to be wielded against sexually overwrought babajis and editors, but to make them arbiters of matrimony is odd indeed.

The unveiling of the Pradhan Mantri Jan Dhan Yojana on Thursday drew the kind of media attention that’s usually reserved for big bang reforms. Since corporate India doesn’t seem to be getting what it wants, media must make do with celebrating the financial inclusion of the teeming millions. Actually, 15 million bank accounts opened in one working day is quite a big bang. Questions remain about the one size fits all model, and what about the huge Rs 10,000 cheques printed on flex that the Prime Minister was handing out? Specifically, where can I get my own bit of flex? I’d like to feel included, too.

pratik.kanjilal@expressindia.com

First uploaded on: 30-08-2014 at 03:04 IST
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