There was an inherent refinement about him that reflected in his work. In 2000 when he was heading Zee Premier, he produced the glossiest magazine. This was the time I was taking over as editor Screen and he took out from his busy schedule to take me out for dinner. It is because he had been editor, Screen before me and wanted to prepare me for what lay ahead. I valued his advice and whatever he prepared me for, came true!
Over the decades, we lost touch, but whenever we met, I regressed instantly! A few more years passed by and I was informed that he was losing his memory. I rushed to meet him and was delighted when he recognized me. I complained like old times and he laughed heartily. We spent a long evening together and I was certain he would be fine. I was wrong. When I met him again, he had turned frail and looked lost. We didn’t laugh like old times and while I was talking, he had fallen asleep.
I came home feeling sad and when a few months later, I got a call that he was no more, I was not surprised. With Rauf Ahmed passing away, an era in journalism had ended! I know it is a little too late but I need to say this, ‘Rauf Ahmed you are the reason I am the journalist I am today’.
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