Friday Evenings at Press Club Hyderabad Continue
Memory Deepens into Dialogue in Today’s Get-Together
Vanam Jwala Narasimha Rao
(February 27, 2026)
If the first get-together at the Press
Club Hyderabad was about planting a seed, the second Friday evening (February
27, 2026) proved that the seed had already begun to sprout. What was earlier
described as a gentle experiment in collective memory, now unfolded with
greater ease, deeper candor, and a widening circle of shared recollections.
The idea remained simple: ‘Meet, Converse, Reflect, and Document.’ Yet, as
often happens with meaningful initiatives, simplicity began revealing layers.
The familiar faces joined: Devulapalli
Amar, GK Murthy, Bhandaru Srinivasa Rao, Press Club Secretary Ramesh
Varikuppala, Vice-President Aruna Atthaluri, and myself. Joining us prominently
this time was BS Ramakrishna, whose presence added a fresh rhythm to the
evening’s reflections. Over a social drink and informal seating, pyramid
dissolved once again into fellowship.
The evening opened on an unexpectedly
playful note. BS Ramakrishna initiated what he called a ‘Photo Quiz.’ A
photograph taken over fifty years ago was circulated among the group. It
depicted a well-known personality, someone deeply familiar to all of us.
Guesswork, laughter, teasing recollections, and half-remembered anecdotes
filled the table. Interestingly, the quizmaster himself ultimately revealed the
answer. The identity of the person, described affectionately as a ‘Friend in Need
and Friend Indeed,’ was less important than what the exercise triggered: shared
memory as collective ownership.
It was a reminder that journalism is
not only about events, but about relationships built across decades. From
there, the conversation flowed naturally into the evolution of print media. The
transformation of print newspapers into predominantly digital platforms was observed
without bitterness, but with curiosity. What truly defines ‘Largest Circulated’
in today’s context? Is it sheer printed copies? Is it digital reach? Is it
influence? Or is it credibility?
The discussion, though light in tone,
remained objective. The distinction between ‘Volume’ and ‘Issue’ numbers of
publications surfaced as an unexpectedly technical yet significant point, particularly
and especially in relation to government recognition and institutional
benefits. What may appear as mere numbering carries structural implications for
legitimacy and continuity.
The name of Andhra Prabha inevitably
entered the discussion. There was a time when it was considered the most
coveted Telugu newspaper for any aspiring journalist. To secure a position
there was to earn professional validation. Some of those among us who had been
associated with it, even briefly, or aspired to associate, recalled its
editorial culture, discipline, and the pride it instilled. It was not merely
employment, but it was apprenticeship in standards. The conversation gently
evoked comparisons with present conditions, not as complaint, but in
contemplation.
Mannerisms coupled with display of
knowledge and skill of some senior journalists of earlier decades, and yester
years, surfaced next, wondering as to how they carried themselves, how they
edited copy with precision, how silence in the newsroom could be more
instructive than lectures. There was mention of a group of three journalists
fondly known as the ‘Three Musketeers’ whose camaraderie and intellectual
sparring became part of newsroom folklore. Such recollections were not gossip,
but they were unwritten chapters of institutional culture.
The dialogue inevitably touched upon
the period of the Emergency under Indira Gandhi. The tone remained measured.
The focus was not political accusation but professional memory, and how
newspapers functioned, how pressures were navigated, and how editorial
decisions were shaped by circumstance. References were made to figures such as Siddhartha
Shankar Ray, DK Barooah, and AR Antulay, whose roles during that period had
left impressions on media narratives of the time. The discussion remained
reflective rather than rhetorical. Memory was treated as documentation, not
debate. Just an objective critical appraisal.
Throughout the evening, contributions
from BS Ramakrishna, Bhandaru Srinivasa Rao, and Devulapalli Amar anchored the
discussion with historical clarity and contextual depth. My own role, as in the
first meeting, was more of a listener and elicitor, nevertheless with occasional
inputs, drawing out details that might otherwise remain unspoken. The pattern
emerging from these gatherings is becoming clearer that, no single voice
dominates, and instead, memory rotates.
GK Murthy then steered the evening
toward a more personal recollection. He narrated, with warmth and detail, his
long association with a Rajya Sabha member several times and TTD Chairman
couple of times, from an initial acquaintance to close friendship. Through that
association, he was able to assist several friends in obtaining darshan at
Tirumala. The mention of a former Doordarsan Director known for his helpful
disposition, added another strand to the tapestry of interconnected
professional lives.
Such anecdotes illustrated how
journalism, administration, public relations, and cultural institutions often
intersect beyond formal boundaries. What distinguished this second meeting from
the first was a subtle shift: from establishing the idea to inhabiting it. The
first Friday proved that such a gathering could happen. The second demonstrated
that it could sustain itself with fresh content, spontaneity, and intellectual
seriousness without losing warmth. What is in store for next meeting is optimistic.
Once again, the meeting concluded not
with formal resolutions but with quiet consensus. We would meet the following
Friday. More members would be invited. More memoirs of public interest would be
documented. The aim is not to create a closed circle, but an expanding forum: informal
yet purposeful.
If the first article on Friday
Meetings spoke of converting memory into meaning, the second meeting showed how
meaning deepens through repetition. Institutions survive not merely through
infrastructure but through conversation. The Press Club provides the venue, the
participants provide continuity, but the idea provides life.
In an age when discourse often becomes
fragmented and hurried, these Friday evenings offer a counter-model: unhurried
dialogue, respectful disagreement, laughter sprinkled with learning, and
documentation without dramatization.
The formula remains unchanged-
Meet. Reflect. Document. Continue.
But now, there is an added line born
of experience-
Repeat, so that memory becomes
tradition.
(As these evenings gradually find
their rhythm, it is only natural that more like-minded journalists and Press
Club members may, in due course, find themselves drawn into the circle, strengthening
the continuity of shared professional memory.)


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