What do you do when newspapers die?
I spent 5 minutes at the paper guys tapri. Looked at all the mags, the tabloids, the Tinkles and Champaks. And then I walked away. Nothing out there is worth sniggering over anymore.
JLT's gone. They shut-down or whatever.
Anyone who's known me since class 9 will also know that I worship JLT and have always nursed a thinly veiled "secret" ambition to someday be , ahem, a JLT writer. Except that of course, they no longer print it. Sigh.
JLT was the zenith of cool when it came to papers. They were eons ahead of the other lame-o mags, and believed firmly in paper quality, awesome posters and brilliant writing. oh, and at one point of time, you could buy it for 2 bucks.
This feels like an obit now. Anyone who wants a peek into its awesomeness- the Potty thoughts section(for briliant thoughts that somehow strike you only in the potty), The Mon, Vahista Mistry, those poems like:
I must, I must.
I must increase my bust.
The bigger, the better,
The tighter the sweater,
The boys will look at us.
and a thousand other things- is free to dig into my JLT collection :)
Every article was like this. Weird, funny, irreverant, blah. The covered Bomaby, college, clothes, music, food, games, anything under the sun. And I miss it so damn much :| Idiots had to go away, just like that.
7 comments:
I want to DIE. DIE.
Sigh.
The brilliant posters. The dig sections.
Ah.
I think I remember how much u loved that thing. From that one time u had bought it at the Bombay ka station en route to Goa, right? Anyway, sympathies Weasel.
:(
remember it from the day you first got an edition to the hostel. remember being jealous that chennai didn't have jlt. :(
RIP JLT.
and thanks to everyone for being nice, sufficiently sad and morose.
Over it :)
I thought you knew, Ag :'( I found out around 6 months ago, just outside VT station, which is where I usually buy my copy. They even had JAM (which no one reads, why don't they GET that?) but JLT had just VANISHED.
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