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Who will set them right?

Received journalism award, was congratulated by hundreds of people, talked on Akashavani... All these are good encouragement to anybody, especially youngsters. But I feel after all this, the one thing that matters at the end is answering the question if what we write as journos bring any change not just in the minds of the people but also practical result? I know it is our duty to write about the wrongs done, but who will set them right after we write? I don't know. It is frustrating to see that we can't do anything. I wish there was a task force which enquired all investigative reports that appeared in the Press and tried to solve them and provide justice.

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  1. Q: will journos bring any change in minds of the people?
    A: may be.

    Q: will it result in any practical change?
    A: most of the times, not.

    "frustrating to see that we can't do anything"
    i would differ with this opinion.

    "i wish there was a task force"
    why, you want more corruption and nepotism? aren't there enough statutory bodies already? why do you think the govt exists, it *is* the task force.

    anyone wishing for a quick fix solution for problems in India is doing only wishful thinking.

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  2. yes, obviously there will be corruption. i am just dreaming of persons with honesty and integrity. the govt. doesn't think of itself as a task force because it is not fixing anything.
    i guess i have a right to dream and do wishful thinking one in a while. :-)

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  3. Power corrupts everyone. So, the elected representatives should be stripped of powers. Now, they have power to do and sanction everything. Less power with government is the solution. Yes, you can dream, don't be too optimistic about your dream coming true. We get the government we deserve. Power corrupts everyone. So, the elected representatives should be stripped of powers. Now, they have power to do and sanction everything. Less power with government is the solution. Yes, you can dream, don't be too optimistic about your dream coming true. We get the government we deserve.

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