Confessions of a Page 3 reporter

Originally posted by: eeyoretel

Confessions of a Page 3 reporter

by Anindita Ghosh

If you thought that the life of a Page 3 reporter meant just running after celeb bytes and then slinking away into journalistic nothingness, then think again. A new book called Confessions of a Page 3 Reporter by Megha Malhotra (Rupa, Rs 100) blows the cover of all that really goes on and lets readers in on all the delicious little things that makes the life of a P3 journo interesting.

For instance, getting to attend a Fatboy Slim concert for free, meeting the hottest celeb from B-town and, of course, living it up at fancy wine-tasting sessions, among other things. Here we bring you an exclusive confession from the diary of Megha Malhotra written exclusively for Femina! Read on:

"Three hours had passed, and they were still setting up the shoot. I looked at my watch and sighed. This was turning out to be a complete waste of time'I didn't do this shit any more. That's what freshers are for. To cool their heels and wait around for some sleazy B-town 'bigshot' to condescend to give us a quote. But today was an exception. Lily'Columbia-returned, American-accented, perky (and with perky assets, of course)'had called in sick. And since this was no ordinary C-grade celeb but the once-God of the silver screen who'd agreed to comment on the Kasab execution, I'd had to cover for her. 'Sick, my ass,' I muttered as I stubbed my cigarette, 'stoned out of her mind is more like it.' It's not that Lily isn't a good reporter-in-training; what irks me is that she is, I hear, an even better office-s**t-on-the-make. 'Hato, hato. Boss aa gaye!' someone yelled behind me. A ruckus ensued.

"Thank my f****** God, I thought. Swoop in, sound bite, exit. Good strategy. Especially since I had a lovely Dolcetto chilling in a bucket at home, courtesy a chef who wanted a five-star review for his fancy-a** new fusion menu.

"Elbowing through the crowd of hangers-on, groupies and flunkies, I made my way up to Ashutosh Pansari. The man of the hour, day, decade. With a name like that, you'd imagine that he'd have been kicked out of tinsel town in a matter of minutes. But he'd stuck around. With the tenacity of a leech feeding off a fat sethani. And he'd made it big. For, like, a million years.

"'Hi, I'm Megha. Someone from my office spoke to you on the phone'' I trailed off as I realized that it wouldn't really matter what I said. I'd get my quote. As long as he stayed fixated on my breasts. Good thing I'd had to unbutton somewhat because of the faulty air-conditioning..."

The above exceprt is from the book, which is part of a "Confessions" series that has recently been brought out by Rupa that promise to offer readers a candid peek into the lives of people who are a part of the modern Indian lifestyle.

http://femina.in/women/confessions/confessions-of-a-page-3-reporter-1208.html

Who is Ashutosh Pansari??
Name changed???

I'd get my quote. As long as he stayed fixated on my breasts. Good thing I'd had to unbutton somewhat because of the faulty air-conditioning..."


ewww some kinda pervy this guy is 🤢 🤢

Amitabh Bachchan?? Mogsie, what does your research show?

sleazy B-town 'bigshot' to condescend to give us a quote

this was no ordinary C-grade celeb but the once-God of the silver screen

The man of the hour, day, decade

With a name like that, you'd imagine that he'd have been kicked out of tinsel town in a matter of minutes.But he'd stuck around. With the tenacity of a leech feeding off a fat sethani.

And he'd made it big. For, like, a million years.

These are the hints. 😆

Originally posted by: iria_luvsLindor

I'd get my quote. As long as he stayed fixated on my breasts. Good thing I'd had to unbutton somewhat because of the faulty air-conditioning..."


ewww some kinda pervy this guy is 🤢 🤢

That's sarcasm, Iria 😆

Ajay Devgan? It speaks of a decade. Big B has been around for longer.

^ She said this as well -- "he'd made it big. For, like, a million years."

Thats right. But then he doesnt have a weird name. Only one with umm different name is SRK but I refuse to believe he is a tharki staring at cleavages.