The Beginning

Journalism, the discipline of gathering, writing and reporting news, applies to various media, including but not limited to newspapers, magazines, radio, and television.

While under pressure to be the first to publish their stories, news media organizations — each adhering to its own standards of accuracy, quality, and style — usually edit and proof-read their reports prior to publication.

The glorious days of news reporting by a private news gathering agency formed solely to provide news content for a local free-to-air private TV station in the country, are more than over. For 3 years since 1995, the substance of the news gathered and thereforth, televised nationwide was, in its own right, of an unmatched quality (I should think this statement concurs with the comments given by Wan Zaleha Radzi on News quality in one of her interviews on TV3 recently).

The commitment and dedication, the passion, the sacrifices, the spirit of one and the relentless pursuit to provide quality news coverage nationwide has brought much success in news coverage for the private fta station, through the formulation of this local private news gathering agency.

Short-lived by the political change in 1998, followed by individuals as well as corporate and political interests, the "agency" was forced to change its business activity to something "safer".

However, despite the break-up of the consortium, these journalists continue the sacrifices as state stringers, by providing unparalleled quality news all over the states.

And with much pride, they would have continued to do so, if there was equal justice served to match their relentless sacrifices to each state in particular and the the nation as a whole.

It is in this blog that we shall dare to endeavour and delve into the beginnings and the journey of life in journalism through the eyes of experiences and pains of enduring the dream to become what could have been a legendary contribution to the nation.

Most importantly, this blog is specially dedicated to my father, "the forgotten journalist", "the unsung hero", and my mother, who is always there to give him all the support, physical and emotional, through good and bad times. They who has seen and experienced the growing pains of being a cameraman cum broadcasting journalist (until my 2 sisters came in the picture), not by qualification but by chance, steered by the basic need to survive following an unjustified condemnation in the political arena.

But no matter what the general people or politicians think (or the "lack" of it) of my dad, well, dad you will always be our hero...